"Flames to dust, lovers to friends. Why do all good things come to an end?"
Currently repeating the song over and over.
I've always believed in that song and always ask myself;
"Why do all good things come to an end?"
Can't they just stick around?
"It's best we stick as bffs because this way there won't be heartbreaks. And I promise I'll never leave you and be there for you."
How come I don't see you around anymore? I understand that you have your own life to lead.
But just so you know, sometimes I miss the times we have together.
And I cry, thinking about the old times.
Now is just different. Shaa's not around. The guys aren't close anymore. I can't go out at night anymore. Everyone's busy.
Sigh, I'll end that note with, I miss the boy I call, bff.
Come to think of it, I miss so many people.
As much I miss these people and think of them, do they miss me too?
And so tonight, perhaps a drinking session at home.
Have a nice day dear readers.
How come I don't see you around anymore? I understand that you have your own life to lead.
But just so you know, sometimes I miss the times we have together.
And I cry, thinking about the old times.
Now is just different. Shaa's not around. The guys aren't close anymore. I can't go out at night anymore. Everyone's busy.
Sigh, I'll end that note with, I miss the boy I call, bff.
Come to think of it, I miss so many people.
As much I miss these people and think of them, do they miss me too?
And so tonight, perhaps a drinking session at home.
Have a nice day dear readers.
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