Mismo

HER: Why do I waste my time looking through old conversations of what use to be? I mean, In the end everything is still the same. Nothing changes. i can't go back in time and make it better. Maybe I could've asked less questions. Maybe I could've stopped being jealous all the time. If only he knew how much I've changed for him. He wouldn't know it was me. But in the end it's still the same. Him with her, me in the dark not even able to trust myself. It's all the same.

HIM: I constantly look through our old conversations between us. I can't help but sometimes wish it would change things. I would go back in time and change things if it made them better. I would've answered her questions instead of getting upset. I would've reassured her everyday I was all hers instead of convincing i wasn't someone else's. I would've showed I loved her instead of always telling. If only she knew that she didn't have to change. I feel like I don't even know her anymore. But everything is still the same. Me with a girl, her... A memory of a true love.