I guess you know what it meant to me and all the times we shared. I wish they were back. how can I hold so tight to what I just turned down? fading memories won't dissapear. it's sticking to my heart like portraits of my past. it won't let me go. time to face it I was wrong. but there's no return from where I've been and there's no way to erase the things I screwed up. and every night I stayed awake slave of my own thoughts won't bring it back. I can't let go. everytime that I walk through these doors, the same old doors, I see a ghost of what I should be. I'm scared to think I wasn't strong enough and I turned around and I walked away from my dreams