THIS IS OURS

I remember seeing you for the first time.
It was quick. It was unnoticable.
I snuck into your place and I said hi.
That was when I heard you talked for the first time.

You picked the best words for every lines you said.
And a sneaky complicated mind working in a speedlight.
You were enchanting, Dear. Like a Romeo's very best friend.
You're like a fairytale, the one I knew that really existed.

The things you said about lending your hands.
And that we would win because we've fought hard enough.
I was always in doubt, but never about you.
There's nothing about you that's not magical to believe.

People planned things about us. About how our lives supposed to be.
And you talked about how you wanted everything to be perfect
Then you spent hours talking about your favorite cakes with me.
You might not know but everything felt lots better on that day.

Lots of things reminded me of you.
The music I heard in the bookstore, the music that could make you asleep.
The foods I had in the cafe, the foods you wanted me to cook for you.
The rain that fell on December, you loved it better if it snowed.

We might not know what would happen tomorrow.
But we had fun yesterday and we're both still young.
You could fly to me and we could be together.
Or we could be like this and be never.