At a end of a road, noticing you slipping away
Wishing I could stop you
But I'm arrogant, speechless, stubborn..
I don't know what to say or what to do
Our conversations starts with hello, next sentence is ok, and then you gone...
This is the end of our fabulous friendship
The flirting is over
I'm not here, you are not here.
Standing still everything has come to a holt
The last of a gay friendship
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