Hidden on the trunk of that tree,
are the initials of you and me.
Remember that day so many years ago?
I wish time would've passed slow.
The initials represented us as best friends,
but I always hoped that feeling could bend.
Do you remember that day in the park?
When we looked each other in the eyes?
I could have sworn I saw fireworks emerge from the day lit skies.
Do you remember when we took the pen and left our mark?
We had to make it good so it could be seen even on the bark.
First your initials and then mine,
along with the word best friends,
oh boy did it look fine.
We talk about that day once in a while,
and i still see those fireworks in the sky,
every time we say hello good-bye.
Remember that day in the park and that special tree?
The one that told everyone who we were and who we will always be?
I still walk by it everyday even on the coldest days.
I can't forget that time,
for it's when I figured out,
you'd always be mine.
Maybe not in the way I always imagined,
and maybe this is old fashioned,
but I always have you in my heart and on my mind,
and in everything I find.
Remember that day and that pen?
I do.
It helped me write all of this about me and you.
All of which we both know, is undeniably true.
i had this up a while ago but then i took it down. here it is again
