Detective Kimble Testo

It all begins to grow old with time but where did our time begin and why must it end. Why must you fail my test of trust? Why cant I tell you how I feel. Why must it dissolve, what has taken us so long to build. You have become my distaste. The harshness of you words stampede through my mind and once again I am thrown back into the bowels of my past, completely forgotten. And once again I am left here with nothing. Now I stand alone. Striving to one day understand why you resemble what I despise.