let's leave it as it is
It happens to everyone as they grow up; you find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that the people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the memories but find yourself moving on.
I wish you were here. But you’re not, you’re there. And there doesn’t know how lucky it is.
You can’t measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.
