What started off as superficiality, now turn to a bond that you, we, hold close. And one day I secretly hope. That neither of us would go. However, you can never predict the inevitable It's human nature to go along our own course. And if we do. Maybe and please let this be true. That the universe would align us once again.
And when we face, envisioning our past, speaking of the moments, grasping the future in eachothers gaze. For one last time, you could come by. For one last time, our energies would combine. For one last time, catch a glimpse on how we grew.
It didnt start at our first hello. But one day, I hope I could still be with you.