it turns out that in the end, everything will be the same as others anyway, no matter how many times they convinced you that they will never do this to you, no matter how many tears you're going to shed about it, no matter how many songs you made them listen to, they always have their own song, they always do, and you can't do anything about it. the morning came and he caught your heart in a way i never could missing you is hard but lately i should even if- he is all the world you need i will still be the words you read