I didn't get enough time to absorb all of you,
all the things that happened,
everything I've done and all the things I was supposed to,
all the things I said and all the things I wrote.

I don't know how my heart functions, but I know you are part of it
and like everything else in life,
I'm not quite sure how it functions in total
but I promise you I'm trying,
because,
only with you, my heart is evergreen.
I see our pictures getting old,
losing colours,
not from lack of love,
but from how old they are,
by that I mean I see you in black and white (I see us getting old together),
I have seen you with me my whole life.