I don't know if I should let go or this is worth saving. You were everything to me, and now you're nothing but a ghost. You're forgetting about me, like ink fades with water, and it saddens me witnessing how our story ends. It's pretty ironic isn't it? By getting closer to you we are slowly falling apart. And I still have my pride, I'll never tell you this, because if you don't miss me after all that we've been through, you show me that everything was a lie, we were never friends and we will never be. After all, you can't be friends with someone you once fell in love with.
Things I’ll never tell you. BPR















