Regardless of the time that’s passed us,

It all feels as if it were yesterday.

When I think of you,

My thoughts always end on the same note.

You will always be the one that I loved.

I think of my future and what it’ll be of me

and at the end, I always come to the same juncture.

The juncture where no matter where I’ll be…

no matter what I’ll be doing,

No matter who will be by my side

(If anyone, that is),

I’ll always come to the same thought of us.

The thought

of how to that said day,

when I find myself thinking of you,

I’ll remind myself of how you’ve remained

the love of my life.

Your image will remain fresh in my mind.

The feeling of having you near will be sensed.

And I will feel the same drop.

That stomach drop

when I broke my own heart.

Of when I set free the love of my life.

I threw it all away.

I threw it all away.

Except for the thought of how I will still be loving you

Of the feelings and emotions I felt

When we were happy.

And no matter what I have lived,

I am stained with you.