I don't know why.
And I hope I do know why, I tend to have these kinda dreams quite often.
As if it was real, and feelings were all true, and you don't want them to be true.
So you start to freak out, waking up in tears and cold sweat.
Well, I hate dreams like that.

We're gonna get graduated in 4 months time. I think less than that.
We're gonna miss times with loved ones in school.
We're gonna miss all the fun as I heard college is never fun.
We're gonna miss all the laughters and cuckoo-ness we had.
We're gonna miss everything and everyone.
Everyone, including those we hate, those we wish they would just die asap. Yea, even those. We WILL miss them.

After graduation, everyone will start to live separate lives.
Some might not be able to see anymore.
Different countries, different group of friends, different lifestyle.
It's all gonna tear us apart.
Appreciate this 4 months left in high school.
Cause we're gonna miss it.

I thank you for today.
For making me realize that I am important to you,
and that I mean a whole lot to you.
I had a great time with you today.
I love you baby.