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...