I remember the way things were.

When we talked for the longest.

When we ran the whole world.

That summer felt like an eternity.

Full of highs and lows,

but everything stayed the same.

What went wrong?

I try to find the answers,

but all I get is more questions.

Maybe there aren’t any…….

Because I know you,

and you know me.

Right?

These times were meant to last much longer.

Everything was fine.

The spark was always there.

Right?

Maybe it wasn’t,

But it was……

Right?

Well, maybe there wasn’t,

But believing it was…….

That is something I want to hold onto,

and never let go.