It's the time...
To bid you farewell...
But I want you to remember all the days we had...
From the long rainy days under a dead Sycamore tree...
To the surprisingly short summer nights beside the shore...
Too sad that your stay is short...
How I wish I can relive the days that I was with you...
From short giggles to long laughs...
And from second-long cries to hour-long weeping...
I'm going to miss you...
And I'm sure you'll miss me to...
Don't worry...
We'll see each other again...
Time to go now...
Just close your eyes...
From there on you'll be going somewhere else...
And when you open it up again...
We're gone...
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