It all begins to grow old with time but where did our time begin and why must it end. Why must you fail my test of trust? Why cant I tell you how I feel. Why must it dissolve, what has taken us so long to build. You have become my distaste. The harshness of you words stampede through my mind and once again I am thrown back into the bowels of my past, completely forgotten. And once again I am left here with nothing. Now I stand alone. Striving to one day understand why you resemble what I despise.