Memory of a stranger
I remember us sitting on dirt
You were looking up so high
I remember wearing your shirt
You would smile passing by
My first word to you was ‘pervert’
Yours was a simple ‘Hi’
We met again for dessert
I remember having the apple pie
You asked me to wear a skirt
And you, I couldn’t deny
You took me to your first concert
We kissed under the shinning sky
But then you left me broken and hurt
I guess every hello ends with a goodbye
Amy x
