To you :

whatever it is, its the end.. i dont want to harp on it anymore,
but the thing is i cant take it. Every now and then i will think, think of all the times..
how am i so comfortable with you, you get wad i mean. And how some times you give the stupid cute face that i would love. But now, im happy.. im trying hard to forget you..
But the pain is much stronger than i thought.. i never knew it will be this hard to say goodbye..
For now, i just drown my pain into other things, the other stuffs can be made into money..
Im happy, yea.. Good LUCK to you my boy.