3:45 a.m. - 2007-08-02
Memory
Push me, then cut me
Push me, then slice me, remove me.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss your lips. This moment, this memory is shorter than the kiss. I can't erase it, I can't cut it, I can't remove you from my mind. For one night and only one, you were mine. Show me once again how to stop time with a lie.