This is how it’s going to be:
A million unanswered questions,
A thousand books you’d never ask me to read,
A hundred movies we’d never fall asleep in together,
A couple of songs I won’t hear you sing in the shower,
A few words I would never interrupt with a kiss,
A piece of you, I’ll miss every single day.
This is how it’s going to be.
I should be alright with that.