And that's when
i came to my conclusion.
In the end,
it never matters anymore.
Those late night phone calls,
sneaking out of the house,
partying, lying to our parents,
staying up late,
going out to diner.
If we're not friends right now
to reminisce on those times
we spent together,
then what was the point
of spending the time
on making them together at all?
Just to get to know each other
for 3 years?
Then that's it.
You go on with your life,
and i go on with mine?
You were the only person
in my whole life
that i considered to be my best friend.
I never ever get myself
to getting even close
to being close to people.
And you let me down.
Of course you feel
that i let you down.
But the people who are fake
and not really my friends at all,
were the people who
were there for me more than you.
When i really needed you,
you thought i was using you.
If you thought i was your best friend,
how could you think
i would do that to you?
If i was your best friend,
how could you even judge me
like you did?
I'm sick of you waisting my time.
And your right,
it's pointless.
But what in life isn't?
