[...] days to go.
Counting is not what I'm good at. Time passes too fast. Things come and go just like a dream.
Someday, soon, I will have to say goodbye to my friends. That word makes no sense at all, seriously. I really can't imagine what I'll do on the last day with all of them - all together for the last time ...
love, I smirk stupidly.
good friends, I know I can meet them every week, I can have a chat with them every day - if I want to.
but all I thing is someone else - someone I know I will let them go completely after this year.
i just don't want to.
Someday, soon, I will have to say goodbye to my friends. That word makes no sense at all, seriously. I really can't imagine what I'll do on the last day with all of them - all together for the last time ...
love, I smirk stupidly.
good friends, I know I can meet them every week, I can have a chat with them every day - if I want to.
but all I thing is someone else - someone I know I will let them go completely after this year.
i just don't want to.