I finished crying in the instant that you left, and I can't remember where or when or how. And I banished every memory you and I had ever made...But when you touch me like this, and you hold me like that; I just have to admit that it's all coming back to me. When I touch you like this, and I hold you like that. It's so hard to believe but It's all coming back to me...There were those empty threats and hollow lies and whenever you tried to hurt me, I just hurt you even worse, and so much deeper...But you were history with the slamming of the door and I made myself so strong again somehow. And I never wasted any of my time on you since then.