Funny, though, How this melody sounds like that memory And how the emerald green grass Is the green in your eyes To me
It’s kind of weird How chocolate reminds me of the color of your hair But I love your hair more Because it has golden streaks in it And it’s yours
And every time I see the sky I see your shirts and shoes and notebooks I see your braces and the bracelet I gave you Because I remember blue is your favorite color And I will never forget that
Honestly, I can’t stand watching The Fox and the Hound Because I remember it was your favorite And no matter how much you denied it You’d always end up crying So I just held you as you cried
Anyone who reads this Is probably thinking “Oh how sad This poor girl is remembering A past love”
But no, we’re weren’t in love, or even a couple We were just the best of friends For the longest time Practically like brother and sister Who slowly drifted apart