Yet, another melancholic tune.
Sweet is my sorrow, mourning about what remains of our time together. Time flies as quick as the shooting star which shines above in the sky tonight. But we have yet to reach that point of no return.
You, Me, Us, We, that is all that matters. They, Her, Him, He, She, on the other side, does not understand the little things that mean the world to us.
The silly names, unimportant conversations, and all the doodles in between, are our most valuable treasure. This connection between us, is undetectable to them. And when we are together, the rest seems invisible.
To all best friends around the world, this love is yours!
Sweet is my sorrow, mourning about what remains of our time together. Time flies as quick as the shooting star which shines above in the sky tonight. But we have yet to reach that point of no return.
You, Me, Us, We, that is all that matters. They, Her, Him, He, She, on the other side, does not understand the little things that mean the world to us.
The silly names, unimportant conversations, and all the doodles in between, are our most valuable treasure. This connection between us, is undetectable to them. And when we are together, the rest seems invisible.
To all best friends around the world, this love is yours!
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