The old pages are consumed by the flames of the past. I can almost see their ashes floating away as I continue to turn the sheets of paper that have my life scrawled across them.
There's only one way to go now, and that's forward. All of the memories, the unsaid things, the pain and the happiness must be forgotten, because they're already gone.
All you can do is live in the present and hope for the future.
Thks Fr Th Mmrs by Fall Out Boy
