Let it just be a memory,
Thought it could be just like that one random history,
Maybe we will then realise how meaningful actually everyday is,
how wonderful actually every moment is,
But we forget to take photos,
No more telling stories of how days went by,
and how days will come soon,
We're busy crying at nights,
crazy about unrealistic fights,
That finally made us strangers,
again like the first time we met.
