Sometimes I remember what it was like to be her, the girl you adored;
For even after all this time, nothing compares to the way I felt when I held your hand in mine;
Broken words of love still echo in my mind, none the less enchanting for being obsolete;
And try as I might, I will never forget the way you smiled, back when you looked at me like I had the world at my feet and the stars in my eyes...
