Ours was as slow as how a skinny catterpillar turned out to be a beautiful butterfly.
We never meant to make it last, at least as long as this.
But each day with you brought fun times and sometimes crazily bad,
and you turn it out to something good somehow.
And do you even remember the times when we fight and cry over silly things?
And how we laugh at random things and bully and shout?
And don't forget those daydreams about future us with kids and stuff like that,
Oh we have yet to see them all come to life.
I'm glad that once in our busy crazy lives,
our roads will meet again once in a while
so we can share some laughter
and be mesmerized by how we turned out to be.
My heart just so hopes that when we meet again,
it will be just like this,
just like our beautiful yesterday.