And somewhere on coastlines unknown to me,
you paint your dreams, with reds and blues and greens
You're painting daffodils growing by the sea,
without me.
And you know for the first time, for the very first time, that there will now be a before and an after, a was and a will be.
And that you will never again quite be the same person you were.
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dearest farain, i'll always be here for you through thick or thin and rain or shine. i will always have your back alright? i love you lotss.
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