I'm cold, she told me
I said that's okay, I'm warm
That's how it began
We never pictured the end
Due to us being young and dumb
We believed we would live and be together forever
Such foolish things to believe
Nothing is forever
Not even forever
Forever fades
And becomes less and less familiar
A passing face
A face which turned everyone bitter
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 7:49 PM UTC
I'm cold, she told me
I said that's okay, I'm warm
That's how it began
We never pictured the end
Due to us being young and dumb
We believed we would live and be together forever
Such foolish things to believe
Nothing is forever
Not even forever
Forever fades
And becomes less and less familiar
A passing face
A face which turned everyone bitter
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