this is the end, i call it *nothing*

[misury2]

i think

tonight something sank in

i realized that we really do not know each other

and that i really do not know that person

we have no thing and no reason why

we should call each other friends

so all this time he probably knew

but i kept clinging to my illusions



now i think

whatever feeling there was, it died tonight

and all that's left is confusion

for what and what for

all those years, all the hate and all the shame

and the sadness

now that the past has finally died

and the love and the dreams

i am empty at last