I always knew it was gunna end but i didn't think it would end badly, I didn't think i would lose my best friend.

I always knew the time was never right and never will be, maybe we'll meet again in another life or maybe I'll never see him again.

I always push people i care about the most away, I don't want people close to me because i would rather die alone then get hurt.

I didn't want to push him away, but that's what happens when you act before thinking and speaking your mind when i should've just shut my fucking mouth.

I don't know when to back down and when to not be so stubborn and let people in or at this rate i will have no friends at all. I already lost the most important one so i guess it doesn't fucking matter anymore.