I think...I think when it's all over, it just comes back and flashes, you know?
It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, it just all comes back...but he never does.
I think part of me knew the second I saw him, that this would happen.
It's not really anything he said, or anything he did...it was the feeling that came along with it.
And the crazy thing is I don't ever know if I'm gonna feel that way again...but I don't know if I should.
I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright...
But I just tought...how can the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?
Maybe he knew that when he saw me.
I guess I lost my balance.
I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him...it was losing ME. 
