My biggest fear is to lose the one friend who cared more after I moved, rather than all the people who cared in convenience.

I remember all of the things you done for me, to bide my rupturing soul.
I used to think you were sealant.
But I feel myself crumbling to my feet.

And if we don't talk by two weeks time, I promise I will never depend on a single person or thing as I did you.
You tricked my subconscious to trust and put a meaning to forever.



Of all people I thought you would understand a drunken mistake.
This I had a right to say.