welcome
this is my life
this is my life
People always end up leaving. and we tend to take for granted those who stay longer than most.
"Being me is a lot harder than it looks"
— me
He still wanders around your head like he belongs. He’s been there for so long he knows where every memory is buried and kept. He lurks around every corner making sure no one takes his place. He’s the owner of your brain and the keeper of your heart. He’s stays away from the darker part, because he’s been there before. He remembers, so there’s no need to go back. He stays where it’s bright and happy. Where the sun shines, the birds sing, where the sky is the perfect shade of blue. Because that’s where he belongs, in your happy place. He is your happy place. Or, maybe was. He’s getting a little bit lost lately Surrounded by new memories. But he’s still there, watching and learning about the new person you are becoming.