We sit close under the night sky

Together

And you wish on the single falling

Star

For things to stay exactly as they are

Forever.

So we hold hands and whisper sweet

Nothings

Even though I know I’m just going to

Leave.

They say you cannot run from your

Weakness

But I don’t plan to stop until you’re nothing but

A Memory.

Believe me when I tell you, you may not think this is

Right

Or just

Or “for the best”

But it’s what you need.