You threw your arms around my shoulders, in hopes of pulling us much closer

Yesterday was just sweet.
Ps was damn good, i don't mind being at their sets every week.
Had dinner with the two boys, while the rest of the gang was busy watching fireworks.
Then headed to dg to sit around and talk, the both of us reluctant to go home.
They say, the night is still young.

On the way home, at the walkway, i saw him.
And the other two boys.
Yes he can stay mad with me forever, ignore me for the rest of my life.
What can i do? Nothing, and that is okay.

I have thought it over.
The past, well, they should stay dead, forever.

On a much lighter note, i miss muhammad hafeez and i am taugay-free.
And hello school!

// cut fringe