You were there when life unfolded its petals for the first time
To steal the first light from the dawn of my youth
We lost a step and it was fun
Two prodigal souls united during one weary journey.
And then like all songs come to an end
Ours came to a stop too
But we remembered the misplaced notes
And played it again and again; never getting over it.
Suddenly life has become so complicated now,
And in it our song is lost, gone and buried under rotten earth
Worn down by the piles of experience
But our prodigal souls brandish unabashed tenderness
Between the reality of it all our fakes reek with freshness.