Something was just murdered, stop trying to understand why did I feel this. Every little fucking thing, don't need to explain anything, relieve what I felt that night. It was real love, pretty odd and supercalifragilisticexpialidociusly real-life. Believe that you were just the one, how did we get here? I knew you definitely just too much. Stop appearing in my mind, catch your ghost and kill him outta here. Tell him I'm not gonna suffer anymore, and if you still ask your 'empty' self, I loved you blindy. Keep yourself out of my heart, 'cause it's going to die, just because you were such a very bad guy. Trying to look okay when it's in its way to cry, looking for answers instead of live life.

Remember for today guys: don't take drugs and the sci-fi psychologist doesn't work at all.