Sometimes when I think of you, there's this blurry image I see,
and I'm not quite sure how much of it is actually you, 'cause it's been
so long since the last time I saw you.
Probably I will forget about you in a couple of days, but the fact
that I can't remember everything of you is bothering me today,
and I can't get over it; maybe your memory doesn't hurt the way it did before.
Maybe it doesn't hurt at all.
But if I take the enough time to think about you... I get so mad at myself,
'cause it doesn't seem right, that I can't remember the details of your face,
not even the color of your eyes or the taste of your skin.
It just does not seem right that the one I once claimed I loved was vanished
by the time, that there's a piece of dust where should be a stone.
And it is true, I'm overreacting and being dramatic.
But just think about it, just the enough amount of time...
How can it be right, to forget someone you shared so much with?
How can it not be wrong?
How can it possibly not bother you?
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