this is me indifferent,

Rewind to a time where nothing mattered, a time where nothing hurt. You were there, I was there. The lights were hurting my eyes. We had an idea, we were without fear. We were invincible and capable - not unable and weak. And I didn't believe you when you told me things were always fucking changing. Three October's later, it's still on my mind. It's always on my mind. And although your mind is almost entirely gone, to a place in which we're all unsure of, I still can't help but remember and care. You were my bestfriend. You were always saying how I was yours. Then the drugs erased me; and it's not like they'll ever just invite me back in. Neither of you are exactly welcoming, not in the sense I used to remember, anyway.