I want to write a lot of letters
Maybe record myself on a cassette
all the memories I had with you
they're gone
I can't vividly recall
how you sounded
what you smelled like
the tingling feeling when we hug
the reasons you form a smile
or the first time we kissed
I've run out of ink and paper
The cassette's broken
Because now, I can only remember
How we came to be, and
How we ended
like we were just two people
Passing by
not meant to meet
not meant to stay
