I used to think this was the beginning of my story
Memory a strange thing doesn't work how we want it to

A bright sunny day it was
My wife Allie stubborn forever more
Starts my day with a fight
This time no reason but grave

Ours a love marriage
None knew who cared more
But our love both passionate

Four years since we breathe together
Dusk to dawn we quarrel ever since
But this time cold sober
She slammed the door and dashed down sniffing
And I squat and Moan

In the eleventh hour the bell rang
And I freed the door
I faced someone with stupefaction
As it was Allie with a beam
She punched in and kissed

She looked younger and blooming
Like her college days
It is then I realised it was our future I glared
And now the inception of my life