Surprisingly, there was no feeling of remorse. I just sat there wondering if there was anything I’d actually miss or regret or kick myself for and I just can’t think of anything, really.
The air between us, impregnated with pride and madness is too suffocating for words.
I’m finally cutting the string and giving it a rest.
Miles away before I sleep.. and miles away before I sleep.
*for an ex-friend