I'm well aware of the fact that I may be crazy. Insane. It's all my fault, too. Why I am this way. After Naruto and I broke up, I lost my sense of time. My heart and brain know I cannot go on without him by my side. I refuse to move forwards, determined to always remember my happiest times. But even those are corrupted, tainted with regret. I'll be strolling down the street, expression haughtily blank. I'll be thinking, not about what businesses to invest in or what I want to do with my life, but about my time with him. When I was truly happy. I may be moving forwards on the outside, but on the inside, I'm stuck in time, bouncing back and forth, not unlike a yoyo. I go backwards, searching for answers to questions I already know.
