Feelings fade and dreams die.
This may be the end of You and I.
My friend, we had our fun,
but friendship may eclipse this sun.
It may not seem it now, but trust that I care.
I've now just grasped that the butterflies aren't there.
Feelings fade and dreams die. This may be the end of You and I. My friend, we had our fun, but friendship may eclipse this sun. It may not seem it now, but trust that I care. I've now just grasped that the butterflies aren't there. |
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Bravo, dear.
PS WHY YOU DO DOSE TINGS.
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When you are feeling low, I will be there to feel you up.
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