saturday to sunday -BFC 31 It was awesome while it lasted yet, there are some small details that made it unpleasant. However, this small detail has somehow amplified itself. Or rather, i did. I once called you my friend. But who are you now? I dont know you anymore. Who are you to say such things to me? Who are you? You are nobody in my eyes now.
This may never start. We could fall apart. And I'd be your memory. Lost your sense of fear. Feelings insincere. Can I be your memory?
