You and I were close at a time. Now I don't see a need for you in my life. the idea that You were part of me made me believe I was incapable of moving forward was nothing but A lie.
embodied in a wear of my faults, I wanted to haunt me. maybe I wasn't good enough. I felt like a fool. but You were all I knew. All I could turn to and believe. me... Being Nothing.
scarred and torn, I moved on. You existed And Now just I. 1257 will always be engraved as your Grave. Because I can move on as one.
Never again alone.
I will always fall into a dark part in my life and I will always come out. I needed you as a comfort but now i have something better. I'll feel parts of you now and then but I'll make it with them. 1257 my survivors.