Soon i will fade away into the prevailing mist of love and regret.... soon, i will be the gold of the evening sun about the pierce to horizon.... soon i will be the flying winds of the long forgotten forest.... but before that i will make sure that i be the lavender blush in the sky roofing my beloved ones, before i become the last shades of good bye...
The reason i don't tweet as much as i used to, is because i'm sick of all the useless opinions and hate that i get daily. goodbye twitter.
Please dont go, dont walk away before i know, what this is, i need you here, not ready to say goodbye, dont want to hurt inside even if you're never mine.
Saying goodbye to someone because you have to not because you want to can be the hardest thing in the world to do.
Goodbyes make you think. they make you realize what you've lost, what you have and what you took for granted.