Davey Ellingson · Apr 8, 2012
I Remember.

When I look into your eyes,
I remember the way we used to be.

When I walk next to you,
I remember the way we used to be.

When you laugh,
I laugh.

When you cry,
I cry.

I hope you feel the same with me.

I remember the way we used to be.

 
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