I've finally think It's over.
But for once, I think I've completely changed myself.
I've let you go away.
I love the sound.
But then I followed along.
And finally
I'd let you walk away again would I?
But I want to grab on you.
I know I should never.

Because of you.
I've defied my phislosophy.
Because of you.
I've wasted time.
Who are 'you'?
Dammit.
Have I wasted my mind and soul
to someone who never did?

I'm reading every word you type,
on the world of no privacy,
behind the screen I'm looking at,
at the point of a click.
And now,
I see words,
I've quite no understanding.

And I've finally know,
it's not me...
I was fantasising,
I was a fool.

I have to face the harsh cold truth of reality.
The rigid rules which philosophy only made us show ignorance.


I was grabbing on to a person
whom never went with,
never walked away,
never was there for me.

But then,
if it's not me for you.
It's still you for me.

For me.
Or should I stop before it'll continue?
Continue till you've got to walk away once more.
And will I still keep grabbing on?
I can't.
But I know, somewhere in my mind.
There's a love for you,
your sound walking away.

But!
There I go again!
I've fantasised.
I HAVE TO FACE REALITY.
What once was and now will be.
And I say fare thee well to you.

Fare the well...







oh god, this is not going to work.
i've said farewell time and time once again.

action speaks louder than word.
but i suppose you're blind by another love.




stop fantasising.
stop this, pronto.
stop
stop
stop