Stay with me

hello my angel, my dearest friend Don't you think it's about to end? the diamonds have stopped shinning the firm walls have started falling. I wish it was never the case my love I miss the days we spent against the fall I will never forget the joyful tears we shed And the struggle we made to get a share Should I hope for a better future? Does my desire needs to be nurtured? What about the funny memories? I want to part of more of your stories.