I remember days next to you, under the summer breeze and my head laying on your chest.
Your laugh made my heart beat faster and it was no miracle, you and I together.
Because I believe deep down we were meant to cross paths and somehow drift apart.
God had a bigger plan for us, than the one we created in your heads, silly idea of forever.
My path was meant to go right and yours was meant to go left, after goodbye was said.
We created ideas and made up stories of reaching a land where forever was promised.
And the clock goes tick tock because we are running out of time and we never had enough.
Forever was such a stupid thing to say, it was worse to even think it was meant to be us.
