That's That

Letting go the fistful of sand that has been gradually leaking out through the holes between my fingers.

Feels like someone just fired shots into my heart.

You love yourself too much. Your heart has no room for others. Selfish Bastard.

Tell me how to just be your friend. I have no buttons in my heart to switch to friendship mode.

Tired of all the crying.

Let us be released la.

Goodnight and Goodbye.