And every time we do this
is like a slap on our faces.
What happened to them yesteryear laughter
and yesteryear memory?

I thought I hear our music play
but it’s just my mind pretending.
Do you remember every step,
every melody we celebrate?

And my mind hasn’t moved on yet,
I’m afraid it will never be.
I’m caught up playing
our music in my head.

But we are caught up of our grown up things
and the names we thought we built
while forefathers are caught up
to the times they fight and not make up.

Yet we come
and thought we come as one,
but our music is slowly fading
it slapped my face,
it hurts a lot.

I’m just afraid we are losing those beautiful sounds of laughter
and beautiful pictures of memory
that have defined our family.
And yes! I’m missing you, just so badly.