Those summer vacations, winter trips, we had so much fun together indeed. Exploring the world holding your hand, riding on your back.
I felt like I'm the luckiest one surviving.
Those were the times when I used to think you are one of a kind. But now, everything is changed. You are changed. And each time I try to recall those good old memories, they start disappearing and my heart starts aching, reliving those wounds that cut deep.
Wish I could get back to those good old memories, for one last time. For I want to live to the fullest with you again.
