I’m sorry for thinking about what it will be like for us to grow old
Our links hands surrounded by hypothetical friends
Shared memories, this is only our beginning
And there is nothing stopping me from believing it will end
But I’m sorry for all the miscommunication
Stupid fights that ended in us breaking apart
I’m sorry for dreaming that we will last through time and dust
Because no matter what happens. It’s these dreams I will be left with
No matter what ends up being
It’s this future I will be forever grateful for dreaming