And maybe the best things weren't meant to last forever. maybe, the best things are the things that happen within one night, without any connection to before and after. maybe thats just how the world works. we get a memory, one little memory, that we're supposed to hold on to for the rest of our lives. one moment. one second. one glorious thing, and then, as subtle as a breath in, its gone. forever lost to the rest of our lives, the rest of our seconds of memories. and sometimes, well most of the time, that saddens me. it makes me want to scream. i want something to last forever, i want the memory to keep on going. because im not done yet, i didn't say everything yet. but, for the millionth time over, i'm not in your head. and i don't know what your thinking. and I want to know. and maybe, its about time i try to make it-us-go on forever. because deep down, i know it more than anything else, that I care about you, and want you, and need you just a teeny bit, and im not done with you yet. but better yet- i know that you aren't done with me yet. atleast i hope so. and there goes me not trusting myself again. i need to learn to trust myself.