Life is weird. Lovers becomes strangers. And strangers turn into people to love. Day in and day out everything changes. I’m not the same person now that i was a year ago, i am not the same person since you last saw me. With every second i’m becoming older, wiser and more tired of your shit. Life is a strange wonderful thing, and it’s waiting for me. Waiting for me to make a move. So i’ll make it. And who knows whats gonna happen? No one. Right now in this moment, this is who i am. If you’re not okay with that, well it sucks to be you. I feel like i’m getting over you, more and more, every day. You want us to be friends, but i always doubted that it would be possible. So far, i feel like i’m right. Everything has changed.