Hi there, darling.
Haven't seen you in years.
Each of us have been searching for something
or someone.
I can tell we've found people,
and that they all left.
We've grown and we've changed
and you don't recognize me anymore.
But it's alright, I've moved on.
I guess we were too young for each other
and maybe
a bit too different.
Perhaps one day we'll meet on the bus
and our earphones will tangle up
and our music will merge together
and we'll find sparks of memories
in each other's eyes.
And perhaps my words with your guitar
will make a song of our own.
If not, I've got your smile pierced in my heart.
It shall stay there for long,
I promise.