Oh Gogo.

All I want to do is see and hang out with your crew.

Iwant.

something like this.

The gift from Capitalism.

it comes with a price.

The Beautiful Things.

The Hour Glass Poem.

I'm excited to go & its somewhere only we know.

It's time to embrace the change, I can't wait to go.

From arm to arm, well take each other there.

From time to time we will suffer with dis-pear.

But it wont hold us back now, were drifting closer.

& the dream is nearly fact now.

The cracks of fiction are seeping through reality.

Now its time to come or go.

Are you In? or are you out?

We won't wait so come and shout.

We'll Look behind us, we'll scream & say.

Goodbye & farewell, maybe we will see each-other again someday.

But for now, this climax is coming.

Time to turn a new page.

Finally a chapter is nearly ending & its time for a new dawn or day of age.

I don't know what is coming my way.

I don't know whats coming your way.

But let's make this worth it & try anyways.

I can't quite explain this level of excitement in my brain.

The butterflies are leaving my stomach & coursing through my veins.

I know I will miss a few.

& I know now & then I'll think of you.

But all I can say, is "thank you for everything by the way."

We are leaving for good.

Time is moving with or without you.

Either you see us now, or we will just fade away.

But keep the memories, we'll love you always.