for the both of us

memories

At 5 years old i broke my heart,

In the place i loved the most.

I left and came back not much later,

Only to see the same old seacoast.

Ten years later, at 15 years old,

Made and lost friends along the years;

Shared some laughs and memories,

And also shed a few sad tears.

These roads I travel remind me,

Of the place where I truly belong;

With familiar faces I've missed,

Where the winds sing a birdsong.

And we will see the horizon,

The same horizon we always loved;

Our sun setting to open up the heavens,

The stars from our souls up above.