Fragile

Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest
Accompany all charming tunes
Of a sacrament by a campfire
A promise between the tameless

Nightwish- Sacrement of Wilderness 

It was a long time ago

Sometimes we don't remember those whom we used to love. Sometimes we don't remember the old times when we used to hang out and laugh all day long. Sometimes we don't even remember who we were, what we used to like, what we used to love. We just think that the past doesn't matter. We only keep an eye on the  persons we are now. And then.... we look back and we don't recognize us .... so we leave our past behind and we forget everything. And all we have now are just pieces of a dark image of us and what we used to be a long time ago...