As the days pass on, you slowly become a memory to me. I am sorry, but this is for you, please do not try and argue. I have been alone for quite sometime, it has made me realize, I can not make you mine. I handed you my heart on a silver platter, only to find that you would leave it shattered. I see you fading from my mind, I really do not want to leave you behind. If this is really what it has to be, tell me so it can set me free. This is goodbye old friend, I truly fear this is how we end. Please do not try and pretend this is unlike one of those old weekends.