I look at the past, I roll the years forward with my fingers.
One gesture and a year has passed.
I skip through our lives in seconds.
All the memories, the moments, the look you had in your eyes,
subtle changes we made in our appearances.

Forward, Forward..
I start to recognize the events, seeing clothes I still own,
friends I still have, Joy I can still feel.
Suddenly, I reach a blank page.
The last page is still waiting to be filled with our memories.
I know that someday - Β it will be.