Goodbye 

To all the plans that we made

No sleep except to dream

 

Why’s it always the same, the same every time?

Why must we lose a thing to see how it shines?

There’s a sparkle that lit all those dazzling days that’ll never come back to me.

If it were only possible, if it could come true…

If I could have just one last day with you…

 Legends are not born, they are made.

Death comes for us all