Bright and shining, it called to me and colors made me shock
Walking easily, suddenly it made me stop
Losing it all, tearing from me as I fall
What I chased was but a dream, no more than blank walls
Heard your voice again and found I had a longing all along
But it's far away today somehow like hearing a song
Wanna grab the hand we held so warm and never let it go
It was love, we called it far too long ago
Flowers blooming all around
Waxing moon, another round
Here we go again
Repaint my sky and ground
You were warm, already mine
Now you're leaving me behind
I'll forget the heat and how it felt
And well I guess that it's alright
Was walking around town alone but didn't know where to go
Looking out for you, finding I was all alone
Waving them goodbye, watching precious memories play but I
Shut my eyes and looked away, falling from so high
What if I could say the words, what if you gave me the chance
Maybe things would be the way they were, our life a romance
But before I knew my hand was reaching out and then
I lied to you and did it all again
Flowers dying all around
Waning moon, another round
Here we go again
Repaint my seasons now
You were real, already mine
Now you're leaving me behind
I'll forget the touch and how it felt
I'll forget you were ever mine
You swore to me eternity but now here we are
Watching it all decay and fall, our long depart
Winter wandering then it bloomed to spring
Summer into leaves, watching fall asleep all along
Will we ever be ok, will it take long to see that meeting wasn't so wrong
Always running all around
Wishing, wondering now
I could see your smile even once but now
Nights I'm wondering around
Mornings, someone that I found
And they paint me new
With colors up and down
I'm okay and I'm away
From your heat, another day
I'll forget it all and sleep until you fade
Say goodbye to a friend
Know that this is the end
If you won't return to me
Then go, you won't be seen again
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RandomI had to rewrite this story because I accidentally deleted it. The story might be written a little differently from the last time I wrote it
