I remember those rainy days when we chose to just hug each other to keep ourselves warm instead of getting the dry comforter that was hanged outside for almost a week. I remember those nights when you chose to sing our favorite song instead of putting the jukebox beside our swaying bodies even you know, I know and the world knows that you are not into it. I remember those mornings when you chose to stare at me instead of looking at the sun rising through our glass window.
And all I can do right now is to look back and tattooed on my mind those good memories of me and you, because maybe.. maybe it can stop me from recalling that day when you chose to leave instead of staying.
- the history of you and me
