feelings fade
sometimes we don't realise how we are
part of another person's picture
people don't change
they just remain the way they are

as the music plays in the background i rememeber those times when i used to sit in this quiet room dreaming believing stressing. this room that is filled with so much of me. this room that comforts me in the night. perhaps time has come for me to step back into this room. to be there for myself again.