A day when everything is perfect, when everything will turn into memories, will eventually come. But I’ll probably remember over and over again you were there and everyone else was there. The day we all searched for just one thing.
When we’re together my heart felt tight, too tight to even drink water. If that’s called love, then it was really just me who was in love. Just me.
I put my hopes in it that maybe I could turn your heart just a little. Why do I end up dreaming over and over again without getting tired of it as if that’s all I know?
Sometimes I get worried. How long can you remember voices?
I wonder what kind of adults we’ll be? Even though it seems far off in the distance, tomorrow turns into today and today changes to that day. It’s all connected without ever ending. One day, we’ll be more mature too and it’ll seem as if we didn’t have a childhood.
There’s no way to stop what comes falling. But for now, let’s just stay like this. Just a while longer!
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