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You lost the notion of belonging in a world without illusion. I lost myself in this reflection that I thought we both shared. I guess it was a mistake on my behalf, thinking it was something more. But in the end best friends is just a word, devoid of meaning without being. Its ironic how your whole world can be perceived as meaningless from the person you thought knew best. That which means the world to you is in the end a shallow hope, a rope that slowly tightens its hold around your neck. I think I’ll watch the world end without you, the night fall in solitude. And who really cares when the sky falls down, if there’s no one to save from the destruction. And best friends is just a word to drown you with.


:)