been blue. been very blue. went and take a look at the old picture of me, of them, of us.
throughout high school, first hang out, first semester, first date, till this very moment.
the memories are endless.
for the people that now i know now is fake, rest in peace.
i have no grudge.
perhaps, too tired even to hold one.
will be the night.
is where i will let everything go.
by us i mean old friends,
the one who let go of me first,
and i only learn to let go of them as well,
so we both wont be equally hurt and lost.