This is how it'll work;
We're going to fall in love.
We're going to spend every possible
moment
together, and be there for eachother through everything.
You're going to send me 'good morning beautiful'
texts, and I'm going
to wear your jersey to every single game.
Sure we'll have our fights, but in the end we'll just
kiss and make up,
because we can't fall asleep without knowing the other is
happy.
We'll make plans for the future, share our secrets, our
hopes, our
dreams,
and we're going to convince ourselves that we will be
together forever.
But in the end, we'll
be wrong.
Something's going to happen. We'll start talking
less. We'll make plans
with other people.
Instead of sharing secrets we'll end up keeping them from
one another.
And then, before we know it, that'll be it.
We'll leave eachother broken hearted and alone;
with nothing left but memories of a love that was
once so
real...