The thought of you makes me want to throw up, a lot. The boy I used to know, where did he go? I miss someone who no longer exist, how did it end up like this? How did we end up like this?
You don’t know the language, the culture or anything. You’re feeling like a lost puppy walking around this new place. I know that, I’ve been there. I am there. But at the end of the day, you’re just the new kid for a while. Soon you will know what you’re doing. Give it time.
what if I disappeared would you wonder? would you text me, and ask where I went? would you call me, if I didn't answer? would you look for me, when I gave you no sign that I was even alive? would you be sad? feel that something wasn't right? or would you just move on with your life and never think of me again? I understand you. I wouldn't look for someone that didn't want to be found either.
You lied from the beginning, about everything. You couldn’t even tell me which year you were born. What makes you think that I would believe you now? When all I got for 1 year was lies.
I’m a child of the moon, it knows everything about me. It sees my most vulnerable parts. The parts of me that the sun will never be able to see. It doesn’t make sense to me, I’m scared of the dark. But I guess you really do keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.