Four years.
Have you thought about how we will be in four years?
Together or apart?
The funny thing is that I I'd never thought that we would reach this far. Yet even if we do not believe it at first and let both wanted. And let me never understand why you wanted it so much. Always doubt existed and will exist as to why.
Was I just an excitement? A stubbornness?
A filling in your void?
I was not your first love, nor would I be the last one. Nor do I believe that I am the love of your life.
I'm just another girl.
I am another "I love you" that were spelled out in your enthusiasm.
I wonder how you keep this love? How lasted past? I wonder does it matter?
Four years from now and I'll just be another girl.
And you?
You will not be ..