Mar 09, 2005 08:18
I'm sorry.
I'm going away from you for your own sake.
I hurt you too much and I hate myself for it.
You'll never have to see me again except for class.
I'm leaving.
My treacherous flesh eats at me because my forked tongue.
I make you hurt...that's all I'm good for.
I'm so sorry, good-bye...my dearest friend.