people are always temporary
in this world that never stops,
they always seem to be happy,
when in reality—they are not.
they give you happiness for a second,
they give attention for a fleeting moment,
but then they get swept away and leave,
just as quickly as they enter.
i've always been used to people coming and departing,
but know that i've no intentions of going,
and i hope you have no intentions of leaving;
i hope your plan begins with staying.
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