I really do like you. You pissed me off, so I considered giving up for a minute, but I'd never lie about my feelings. So I won't quit. Even if you don't believe me now, I'll keep saying it until you do! I'll keep trying! This isn't over!
We neither lied, nor made mistakes. We didn't fail, nor do anything wrong. And although at that time we did our best, the memories, the thoughts... Time has changed it all. Promises to tears, vows to woulnds, a dear person... Into a wonderful memory. Inside the eternity.
When you write the characters for "person" and "dream" together, you get "fleeting". People's lives pass away in a fleeting moment... Maybe we're just like these fireworks.
When I remember you holding my left hand, my entire body feels conflicted... and my stomach tickles. Your red cheeks traced by the light pouring through the window... And your brightly smiling eyelashes... Are all beyond that soft, wavy hair. But I end up imagining this and that about being with you someday, and becoming embarrassed tickles my stomach once more.
Man, good parents, a good house, a good face, from the moment we're born, there's plenty of sstuff that makes us different. But in the end, past all that, the stupid ones who dream, but are smart enough to not get lost in their dreams, are the ones who can rise to the top. That's what I believe.
It's not about wanting to do something that you can do, it's about what you do. It's not about wanting to become someone, it's about who you want to become.
