I dream of one day
To where we can meet again
My mind keeps wondering
Around the thoughts of you never leaving
Of how it could of been
When we hit high school
Questions run through my head
Would we be as close?
Would are actions have changed?
The more I depend on the past
The more I feel like I'm pushing
Everyone else away
Everyone that God has blessed me with
The friends that I love
The more I question
The further away I feel
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