It isn't the red ribbon that binds us together. The root that unifies us, does not derive from a tree on the wall. This bond knows no genetics. Friendship is a peculiar seed. No matter the season, the weather, nor the time of the day. When planted on a nourishing soul, it will always bear fruit.
Maybe we're a blink, but a blink in something more. We're still part of what comes after and everything that came before. In truth, we are infinite. Riding on the wave of time, just because this form will end. Doesn't mean we've found the finish line.
Shouldn't love you, but I couldn't help it. Had a feeling that you never felt it. I always knew that you were too damn selfish. I bet you thought you gave me real love. But we spent it all in nightclubs. ㅤㅤㅤ
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Apocalypse
Not trying to attract attention, but he was. We're not longer live in the era of everyone's looking genuine. Everything's fake, including happiness.