The City is sleeping, But I'm still awake.

I guess that is it, then?
I guess its over, right?
I can't say my usual quote.
Its Alright ; Its okay.
It's been months.
Many days.
Since we met.
You taught me stuff.
Stuff that even my parents can't teach me.
But looking at the vice-versa direction,
I doubt that I had taught you anything useful at ALL.
Maybe you think that I'm a hindrance.

I'm dreaming. I'm thinking.

I can't still think what impact I had made on you.
Maybe the impact of irritation,
Stupidity and ignorance?
Maybe I'm not even suitable to be your friend.
Nothing's ever turning out right.
And everything's now a mess.
Did time ever predicted this right?

What happened today, Is it right?

I said the wrong things.
Or it was something you said too.
I've done the wrong things.
Things that you would never forgive.
Or maybe its just vice-versa.
Looks like my wish upon a wishing star,
Would be like a chance,
That pigs can fly?

I fall into the night

Looks like that's it.
For all of us.
No more Hello,
Help, and Farewell.
Although we have this regretful moment of farewell,
As being friends over the years, months, and days,
I wish you all the best,
In whatever you do.

Don't stop running.