To look back and realise that everthing that we've built has now collapsed. Everything that we've tried to maintain, has fallen.. In a matter of weeks, the towers that took ages to build, came crashing down to a mere dust.

I guess there isnt much to do now is it? to clean up the mess that has come with the destruction, to move on..

We part our ways, never to meet again.. Is that what its suppose to be? only to be aquaintances, not more, not less..

Somehow i tried to make it more than just aquaintanceship, but now i know its not going to be.. I guess i'll just leave it at that..