We were only kids.
Acting like we can go to Madrid.
Building our dreams.
We would be pleased.
Together and always.
All of our memories, now I want to erase.
Then, years had passed.
I thought we would last.
We would argue a lot.
What we hold is not enough.
Our dreams are clashing.
The pain is unending.
I could go with you.
Just say you still want me too.
But you can't see the future with me.
You were long gone and with another she.
