Is there ever going to be a day
When we admit to eachother that it's not the same
"It's not you, it's me. Things have just changed"
And then walk away with immense feelings of pain
So each morning I wake, afraid
That maybe that day will be today
And I'll hold you in my arms and kiss your smiling face
Holding tight, holding forever, please let this be fate.
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