Being a country isn't as fun as you think it'd be...
At age 15: I met you, the shining star in my sky.
It has it's ups and downs...
At age 17: I fell deeply in love with you, which is fairly rare for someone like me.
But it can seem amazing for awhile...
At age 19: I told you how I felt, and you did the same. It was one of the most wonderful things to happen in a lifetime... or other circumstances.
Even though it may only be a beautiful lie...
At age 28: I told you my secret and let go of you, but you held on and didn't care I was different.
And it can be tough...
At age 30: I watched you grow up, get a job, a life... without me, but you still held on and kept in touch.
It's tragic really, to lose the ones you love...
At age 40: You grew older, right in front of my eyes, but you were still going strong.
In the blink of an eye...
At age 50: You probably forgot about me, but you were one of the best things to happen in my life.
And have it all disappear...
At age 60: We met again, you never forgot, I was always in your heart.
Without a trace...
At age 70: You were growing weak, and I was still young, dreading those moments I let you go.
But memories familiarize themselves in your mind...
At age 80: I was losing you, something I dreaded since the day I met you, you meant so much to me, it hurt a lot.
And you hold on to that last bit of hope...
At age 90: You died today, and I cried... I cried for the first time in a long time. It was a horrible, painful feeling to lose you when you never forgot about me. But it was your turn to let go.
Even though it's hopeless being this way...
At age 17: Im still here... And I won't let go.
