We're only young and naive still

We lie beneath the stars at night

Our hands gripping each other tight

You keep my secrets hope to die

Promises, we swear them to the sky

inspiration

You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place, I told him, like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.

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