So after all those times that we'd had together, and after all that I'd been through, it's over. Literally over.
It's a word that I'd always wanted to spell, but never had the heart to. But what's the point holding on when I know that's the end? You'll always be a precious part of my memory, the reason why I soar, and the only one who has such an impact.
I wish it never had happened. But making silly wishes like this isn't gonna make me feel better.
Looking out to the clear blue sky, listening to secondhand serenade made it feel awful. I can't seem to forget the way we went this far.
So tell me it's still there, tell me you haven't move on.. Tell me, I'd still believe it..
