Someday had arrived

Someday eventually I will stop caring and It will be sad still, because all that magic and all that flame, sparkal, It all just be gone and You will fade away and I thought that somehow We will find a way back, all that We live will not be in vain and I won't be so vain to you. But I'm vain, you never saw me, not enough, and It will be a ironic closer if you descover all that I believe in your girlfriend. If that happens at least one of us found true love.