Maybe this is it.
Maybe this is where we part ways.
to venture out on our own paths.
It was nice meeting you, i hope i'll meet you again.
When we're older, maturer. When we find how harsh the world is.
Or when the warmth of the sun hugging you. Comforting you.
Maybe you'll stand in front of me with your arms reaching out.
Maybe.
Sometime. Somewhere. Somehow.
