To somebody I though I knew;
I though that I had found something, I thought we looked at life the same
Real... someone who finds it important to be there with you, you know, who wants to feel the raindrops, or the grass under their feet. Being right here without missing the moments that you should forever want to keep.
But as it sometimes turns out, the impression was wrong, and your views on real couldn't have been more further away;
My real is being able to enjoy life, any moment, without trying to escape.
It`s to cherish those important bonds, because without them life wouldn't be the same.
Live life by loving it, don`t be afraid to feel, and never (ever) miss even just one simple beat,
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