i cant stop thinking back to the day.
when i was not yet born
the days when you met her and just feel in love
the days that appear to be in black and white
and the days life gained colors
the days i saw you next to her and though i want to be like them when i get old
the days you would just walk around not caring where you go
the days that all seem lost in memories
the days that i will not forget
the days that feel like yesterday
but really arent
the days that i will remember with joy and now
the days i want back
i will never forget you