Maybe one day, there are no more grey clouds above us.
And one day, I'll forget about you, the way you never looked back at me when it started to rain.
And finally, when the sky is all clear, where the birds are chirping and flowers are starting to bloom.
Just remember that I already forget about you, the way you never looked back at me when it started to rain - but the only difference was you never had me at my worst nor you'll have me at my best.
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