I still think about you.

Funny, how we are.

Stupid and crazy.

Despite everything.

What are we trying to prove,
when it's all pointless?

Funny, how things worked out.

Rather, ended up.

Soon, you'll be gone,
and probably before me,
rather than what we'd thought.

I'll do my best not to say it to your face,
but all I would think of is how you're leaving me behind again.


I never thought any of that would happen again.

Especially after everything.

I'm sure neither of us did.

Seems like a common occurrence for us...

In any case...
As I said... (and as I know no one reads)...

Soon we'll both be gone from here,
and it won't even matter.