Changes of pace

Oh dear...How I used to love you so. You were the guy that I adored for years, the man that constantly ran through my mind. You jesse were my dream guy. You gave me the first of alot of things, the first kiss that made me weak. The first one that I kissed in the snow. The first one that made me feel entirely comfortable in my own skin. I loved you, I still kind of do. But since you have moved to Vancover, The same city I am currently chilling in. The same city I lived in three long years ago, you have changed. Your skin has become rough and scarred, your eyes have lost their depth and soul. And your personality went from being cocky in a cute way to being a complete and utter jerk. I don't get it, I doubt I ever will. But I suppose now all I can do is look back upon the memories and daydream of what could have been had you never left Vancouver Island. :(


Why can't we go back to then?