Darling, you are the early years i don't remember, my first an | Confess
Darling, you are the early years i don't remember, my first and third birthday, all the days i have passed in haze the ones that weren't remarkable in anyway
You are my half lived childhood, Snippets of moments and deja vus You are my unfinished stories And adventures unknown if they are true
You are the memory of a time lost One that i didn't mind its theft A piece of me i never knew But its absence i deeply felt
