Its a friday pasat malam night.

I wore the shirt we went to Mc Donald's. You wore the shirt we went The Store.

We saw each other, but just not at the same time. 

You looked at me, I looked at you. 

Nothing else happened. I think i had let go? But im dying inside, i dont know why.

Explain to me? Were you dying too? -.-


Come on, let go. Get a life.