We used to dream about days, when we're going to spread our wings and fly away. Then no place in world would be too high for us. Yet you broke that dream when you left.
We used to dream about endless days together at places where's only sun. Then it would never be cold again like it used to be before we met. Yet you broke that dream when you left me with my tears on my birthday.
We used to dream together. We would wrap our arms around each other, and dream of days in paradise. We would dream of days when we would never get old. We would dream of love and us together. Yet you broke these dreams when you said I changed. Could you believe me that I never changed, I just got older.
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