You're beginning to blend in with the rest of the colours, it is becoming ever so difficult to distinguish your individual shade. I told myself that I wouldn't let this wouldn't happen, that I would never let it happen. But as time turns the page, my damned self is getting lost further and further while trying to chase down of what could only be the remnants of you. Unsure of what I'm getting myself into, I am gradually drawing myself closer to a life no one would see fit. I try to fight hard, draining every bit of energy left on me as I seek for the possibilities to have you stay in my life for as long as god will let me.
I never wanted to forget, and now I'm too scared to move on.
