How you and I used to be like one
how our love grew and how we met
the words the one or the other said
and all the wild things we did in bed
how I could love you with all my heart
how I could screw up and make it all a mess
how I loved to look you in the eyes
how I loved to touch your ass
how I lost the one I truly loved
how I lost my dearest friend
memories keep coming, but it’s clear
everything that has a beginning has an end