I burnt the letter that I wrote for you. Not that it matters, I wouldn't have let you read it anyway. And I've almost completely forgotten the words to that song, but I'm writing a new one. I hope you can find your lyrics too.

You said that everything used to be easier, and I wonder if you miss that place like I sometimes do.

He talked about ghost cats, but I could use the company. She talked about how your 40's will be the best years of your life, but you don't want to live that long.