I don't intend to write sob stories anymore, unless I really need to. But on behalf of Golo, I'd like to put up this really haunting song, as she would have posted it herself had her blog still been open. It's not what I would have looked for on my own, but it's perfect Golo emo-style and it says what we (not just Golo & I) cannot say out loud.

First of all must go
Your scent upon my pillow
And then I'll say goodbye
to your whispers in my dreams.
And then our lips will part
In my mind and in my heart,
Cos your kiss
Went deeper than my skin.

Piece by piece
is how I'll let go of you
Kiss by kiss
Will leave my mind one at a time
One at a time

First of all must fly,
My dreams of you and I,
There's no point of holding on to those
And then our ties will break,
For your and my own sake,
Just remember,
This is what you chose

Piece by piece
Is how I'll let go of you
Kiss by kiss,
will leave my mind one at a time
One at a time

I'll shed like skin,
Our memories of lazy days,
And fade away the shadow of your face

Piece by piece
Is how I'll let go of you
Kiss by kiss,
Will leave my mind one at a time
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time

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I feel like they're laughing at me or pitying me. But then I tell myself that I've done nothing wrong, and nobody can make me feel embarrassed or ridiculed unless I let them.