Today
Is our birthday,
The first time you appeared in my life,
So many years ago,
Fingers of my hands can't count.
Do you remember?
Probably not,
We both know
You're not good at dates
As I'm good at
Writing love letters
That are never sent
- and you know why -
It was June the fifth,
The century was about to die,
Just imagine if...
You and I.