Obsticles Are put in Are wAy to see if we reAlly wAnt something...or if we just thought we did

My DREAM is heAring rocks thrown At my window and seeing you stAnding in the rAin...

D A y b y d A y nothing seems to chAnge but eventuAlly you look bAck...And everything is
d i f f e r e n

He gAve her 12 roses. one wAs fAke. he sAid when the lAst one dies thAt's when i'll stop loving you

Every beginning has an end but really every end is just a new beginning.