that's the thing about endings whether you see it coming or you don't it doesn't matter
one day upon waking up you realize nothing's the same, everything has changed and you're hurting
you have woken up either sore from relief - like as if a splinter has finally been removed out of your finger - or sore from a wound you thought has been healed but got infected which, i dont know
two things you'll be left with: (1) memories no one can ever replace and (2) scars no one can ever erase
Show me a field that is filled with golden flowers hours upon hours the smell of the grass elevates the scents that seems to send passerbys into an overdrive of envy. Lend me your hand so that my coarse skin is softened by yours, the door to my heart is forever open awaiting your entrance and the defences are fending off other fiends so don't worry about guard because as hard as it is to trust, I've let my guards down a long time ago. Show me that you can be the green to my gold let us grow old but never grow up as we play like kids let the bliss fill both our hearts as we unite together against the world. Girl, will you find it in yourself to love me? ...as much as I love you?