“πΌπ π¦ππ’’ππ ππππ£π ππππ’πβ π‘π π ππ¦ ππππππ¦π, ππππ π€πππ πππ€πππ π¦ππ’ π€ππ‘β π πππ€ βππππ.” – πππ’ππ πΆπππβπ
I saw pictures of you together. I saw pictures of us together in my head.
It could have been us, perfect together intertwined with God's blessings because we were legal.
A little emotion caused my heart to feel sad.
The words "moving on" felt like a rock smashing me to pieces again,
How hard can finality feel when being faced with reality.
I didn't know how many times I have to "move on"
As new waves of new understanding and awareness come over me every time
This time, goodbye isn't temporary anymore.
As this "finality" becomes too real now
I guess I'm not afraid no more when the bough breaks,
The Lord has spared me, and He never fails.
New hope, new dreams to look forward to.
Tomorrow, I'll see the sun again.
I'll be wearing the same bright smile I wore before I met you.
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