They wrote each other little notes all day long
It was their life line, it got them through the day strong
They wrote all the random things that they could possibly think
But the notes seemed short cause they read it in a blink
From chronicles of peaches and jelly
To the things that shouldn't even be silly
Some were really deep and meaningful Some were just so stupid that they became beautiful
Raiding each other's rough notes or diary was a daily thing that they did
These notes were their greatest treasure, to find these, to the ends of the earth you must dig
This whole thing is just something really simple but to them it was beyond special
It was like their little drug of happiness that occasionally made them mental
Not realizing how time got away quickly they now just read back the little notes they wrote to each other
Maybe the universe would be kind enough to let them write these once again as life moves further.