Nail On My Coffin
"Goodbye for now, my friend. Thanks for everything " Those words seem to echoed hell last night. There were times we opt to hold on for someone special to us. Sometimes we would rather take all the same just to be with her or him somehow but what happens when that person will be the one to say goodbye? Maybe the road that leads to that person will suddenly branch into three; first, you let go and pray for her to be back, second, you hold on tighter just for her not to go and third, you’ll forget her totally. I made my choice. I already did.