You ask me to explain love when the memories of such subject still hurts. Now I know why the moments were so intoxicating, it's was a drug and of course I've lost control of my faculties.

Those moments broke my heart because I now wish I wasn't caught up in the euphoria but how I can be so hard on myself when we are suppose to live in the moment.

My head has become an ocean of thoughts so my heart had to bear the wrath of the tides. I wish things were different, I know it's bad but we could be so good.
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