Little we were
So naive for sure
We had so much hopes
We had so much dreams
But fate drew two lines
&& he said "there you go"
Made me walk on one path
You on another
The more I went on the more I can't see you.
I can hear you.
Just can't see you.
Thinking I'm never going to find you again.
I Move On.
Your not there anymore so why should I care??
"Are Yo Still THERE?!"
Knowing that I'm not anymore & that I had moved on I cry back, "YES I AM DON'T YOU WORRY!"
[so this is a story about how me with my best friend since a child and how we had been made to split up and once we had a chance to get back with each other I decided not too because I have moved on.]
