WHY? Why, fuck it, why does it hurt so much? Why does it still kill my sleep, my insides, why does it hurt so much to find out about all this stuff?

I'm shivering, I can't control myself. Ah, I lost her, finally it's all over.

Now that I don't belong to anybody nearby anymore, I'm acountable to none, and nobody can hurt me anymore.

I grew free...I achieved what I always wanted. Being all by myself.

Of course there's still a person left that could hurt me, but I don't have to worry about that since nothing is surer than what we have.

Actually I knew it long time ago...even though I didn't want to notice.

It was clear we couldn't make it anymore. We were lost.

Throwing away, giving to nothingness all the times we had may be a waste...but life changes, I don't have the fucking time wait for others.

There will be one more meeting. And then I'll be gone.