No Motiv

I think we owe it to ourselves to be free, to go out with other people... I still want to be friends
So long to you so long to me goodbye to everything and anything that we ever had
no place left for me to subside feels like a black hole inside of me eating what's left
a fragmented heart broken and shattered and torn apart
can't see it getting much worse there is nothing more painful than hearing you say those words
that recur in my dreams ... we can still be friends