"... it might not be."
"I'm never going to hurt you",
you say with such hope,
"I'm always going to love you,
'til the end of times."
"How can you promise,
such powerful things,
how can you say so,
when everything is
going to end?"
Such childish hopes,
that we held before,
before we knew
anything,
and before we had
grown up to know,
that it might not exist,
this love that we call
'forever'.
you say with such hope,
"I'm always going to love you,
'til the end of times."
"How can you promise,
such powerful things,
how can you say so,
when everything is
going to end?"
Such childish hopes,
that we held before,
before we knew
anything,
and before we had
grown up to know,
that it might not exist,
this love that we call
'forever'.
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