Im not afraid. I'm tired. I wish i could hear the devil's footsteps draw near, pay me a visit please. Take me to hell, where this pain would go away. I want to wait, i will wait, that is what the moon is telling me to do as i gaze into it and slowly losing myself. Have i lost my mind ? No. I became more aware of everything. I don't even have feelings for you anymore, i see you around, photos and real life, i feel nothing, but as i attempt to think back on our memories... the memories cut like razors. But you know, thats the up and downs of life. I think, i believe, deep inside i will always follow this hope, this hope that one day in the future, we'd meet again, and start all over from strangers.