I dont need your approval or love. But dont take advantage of me.

I dont wanna go to a HK with you, but I don't wanna be there with you in it either.

I need to keep my heart wrapped, to keep it from feeling, every time I'm around you.

But perhaps us being friends is really the best. 4 years on and we're still friends. I treasure that, trust me.

I miss this i miss meeting u i miss seeing u everyday

Still 3 short of 40

And i still miss u LY

That was hell of a dream... what should i make out of a reunion, a missing friend, and a fruit seller?

Can I give those I care about the same level of warmth I receive from those who care for me?

Im still fucking care. I think if I'm who I wanna be, I'd have you in just a look.