I finally have washed my car, without drying, I've no energy for that. As everyone knows, I've always been going to the Watershed hand wash place, however, tonight I've been to that "coins place"....
Regardless of what had happened, we're still good friends, I suppose. I see myself in him, honestly. If I'm to be a guy, he is me (thank god I'm such a girlie-girl). The both of us behave so badly, so so badly... that I see myself in him, and vice versa. We could be the long lost siblings, the "way too naughty ones".
Good times are history,
fun times will be in our memories,
companionship is no more wanted,
but I've done what is needed.
Now that I've put my past in the past, that I've learned to walk in to the future...
Where are thou, my Romeo?