We'll always have the little things
Our movie nights
The letters
My bracelet
We'll always have the summer
Skype
You'll always be my Loser
I'll forever be a Weirdo
We'll never have an epic love story
We'll always have each other
You'll be my 4 a.m call
My favorite song
You'll always have my favorite smile
We'll always have the stars
Our stupid codes
The secrets that hold us together like glue
We'll always have 419 miles
Soon, those miles will turn to feet to inches, to centimeters
Until, we can finally have each other
I promise, I love you, and nothing can change that
Remember, we promised each other a forever
And Loser, I'm counting on it
