Isn't love strange?

Love comes creeping up on you very suddenly. One minute you're convincing yourself you feel nothing and the next you're watching the night skies and wish he was there with you and you know you're doomed.

But love will fade away. It always does.

I felt the love between us fading. You didn't have to say you lost feelings, I felt it. I felt you fading.

Now your memory is fading. You are fading.

Because in the end everything is fading.