March 14th, 2011

In the end, nothing matters
It’s just a name on the page
A piece of meat.

Life is too short, too short to waste with unnecessary things. Pretend that you don’t even exist pretend that «we» never existed is probably the most stupidest thing we ever done we think about how awful we’ll hurt ourselves but in the end it’s too late. Too late to say each other the things that we never said before, to say the bitter words stuck in our tongues to translate the feelings inside in the end we just had the memories, the memories of nothing because that’s what we were nothing, special but ‘till nothing.
And then comes the pain the cries the solitary moments the anger but everything means nothing,‘cause you’re gone and you took everything with you now it’s just dead memories, ghosts that will perturb you every night. Be ready for it, for what’s going to happen next life is not over and everything is ‘till rolling but in the end everything means nothing.

So convince yourself that it’s not the reason for you don’t see the sun any more
When it rains you’ll always find an escape just running away, away from all the ones who love you from everything.Take these chances to turn it around or take these chances to make it somehow
You can take your time and I’ll take my time.