I'm going to sleep and I hope you're happy that you'll never hear from me again.
It doesn't matter, nothing really changed for me. There wasn't any hope left and I've lost nothing. . We're here today and tomorrow who knows. It may be the end of the world, and this is gone.
Everything expires, including love and all of this; ancient history. Will you wonder why and forget the reasons?
And so it begins, you see, the end of the life we knew, it's cyclical. It wasn't all bad, we bonded, we loved, we lived a moment. If there's regret, it's temporary. I was unfair, I cheated after you, and it doesn't matter.
The world didn't end, you weren't the one. I loved many times since, but you're the one I remember the most.
We weren't wrong for each other, and was exactly how it was meant to be, short and bittersweet.
Life took over many times, it's been like this for a while and doesn't matter. This numbness is fine with me.
So for the last time, good bye. Be good to yourself and those with you. They matter, not this, not then, never more.
