Never Forget
I asked you if you could promise to remember the goodness in me, and you promised you can, and you will. But it doesn’t seem to be that way. Why is it that I remember all the good things about you, while you can only remember the bad stuff about me? Do my shortcomings overshadow whatever good there is about me? Or am I so flawed that there is nothing about me that can be redeemed?
- the core , the sentimental lover
s t a r m | s t September 26th, 2005
