per aspera ad purgatio

the words are back and i don't like it from age to age the scale of life changes as a child minute to minute, whole days are eternities... i used to have to ask myself if i ever truly loved you or just the idea of you i'd chase myself down the halls & around the corners of my mind comparing notes on who i think you are how you treat me and how i treat you i'll admit, things don't stack up well but i keep slipping back to that moment when we were together i felt the warmth of contentment eve...