But I guess in a way, I just aimed to leave some kind of a message before I go. It's such a strange thing
To long for your own departure but linger, just a little while longer to this world and those little things that kept you going for a while. Until they didn't
Why do we feel obliged to leave a mark? It's trivial- or is it silly?
I'm leaving tonight forever
And all those familiar faces, those pleasant notes, those wonderful people.
I love, and I hate; and simultaneously, I feel most comfortingly nothing
But I hope this will be the end now. I hope I won't have to turn back somewhere ever. I hope someone will understand
It's hard to let people go knowing they could never look at you the same again. Knowing they could be altered forever at my cause. Knowing they didn't have any doings in this at all, but they wouldn't believe me if I told them
What do you say to your loved ones when you pass?
I say nothing
To long for your own departure but linger, just a little while longer to this world and those little things that kept you going for a while. Until they didn't
Why do we feel obliged to leave a mark? It's trivial- or is it silly?
I'm leaving tonight forever
And all those familiar faces, those pleasant notes, those wonderful people.
I love, and I hate; and simultaneously, I feel most comfortingly nothing
But I hope this will be the end now. I hope I won't have to turn back somewhere ever. I hope someone will understand
It's hard to let people go knowing they could never look at you the same again. Knowing they could be altered forever at my cause. Knowing they didn't have any doings in this at all, but they wouldn't believe me if I told them
What do you say to your loved ones when you pass?
I say nothing
