Bye

I would like to kiss you bye

I rather you become my long distance lust

I may or may not see you in 8 months

But you are nothing but a manipulative monster

that I have let grow inside me so big

You are way worst than the parasite of that anthropologist

You have got me enter myself so many times

That I have become so numb to it

Till I shall see you or not

I kiss you bye

I much rather go check my lottery ticket

CZ