To be first is always hard but somehow it's releasing.

To be last is always easier, even if looking everywhere and U see, everything is falling apart.

Nobody is waiting for us. But this is how it should be. We will leave without a teardrop. Tears were already cried for others. For those, who left us. Who left earlier. Who went by without saying it.

Ahh, anyway, heading for the end, does not feel like anything. I will not miss more, because I miss already. Not say more, because everything was already said, what could be. Just very calmly prepared for taking away. Every one of us has an expiry date. Mine is coming soon. Natural process, nothing to be sorry on it! Actually, I'm already waiting for it. Not because it was enough. Just because, the time has come for it. :))

Good night!