People change,
No matter how badly I want them the same.
It may turn out good,
It may turn out bad.
But either way, I still long for a wish,
That what I have, are the ones I had.
Memory is my only option to see them unchanged.
Dreaming is my gateway to make things what it could've been in the present.
I know this may sound weird,
Or this may sound funny.
But either way, I'm not letting go of this hope,
That someday in my future,this simple wish will soon be a part of my sweet memory.
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