Jerome's Dream And Just Like That The Year Is Gone
i look in the mirror and i can't recognize the
reflection. this can't be me. i hate this person, but the
mirror doesn't lie. i've lost sight of who i am and who
you are. who we are is not the same. two sad, blank eyes
staring back at me, begging for some understanding. the
only thing that i can see is that i still love who i
thought you were.
