in love with a memory

i'm in love with somebody from the past.

i'm longing to be with a memory of how somebody used to be.

i'm in love with her. but she's no more than just a memory.

she used to love me and appreciate me for everything that i am. she used to be real sweet and wonderful. an angel.

time. it changes people.

can't blame 'em though. i changed.

long relationships eventually change a person's outlook on things.

what used to be perfect becomes odiously flawed. what's sweet will become bitter. what used to be pleasant becomes rotten.

see, it gets old after a while. it's human nature. nothing lasts forever.

people might promise that you'll forever be perfect in their eyes. a month afterwards, they get sick of you. they get tired of your antics. what used to be impressive becomes ordinary.

smiles, turn into frowns. romance, fades.

i understand that things happen this way. i just think reality is such a disappointment.

i'm in love with a memory.