look at me now.

Saturday 8 August 2015

silent farewell.

You gave every bit of love you've left,
Before the time came, before you went.

Who would know? Who would notice but the ones who pays attention. Get mad, be sad, get emotional, act normal, do what you do, go be you. Don't give them a single clue, tell it to none. They're going to be okay. You on the other hand, might not. Step by step you're reaching the edge.

Isn't it a bit odd, suspicious? How the most neurotic seems rather calm over the things they normally would get frantic over. How much love can you give out to everyone you care about, before you stop caring for them at all..

And go.

-riri-

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