In the future, I foresee
A boy like you won\'t matter
But at this moment , I want us to be
And maybe in a couple of years , we\'ll be a funny banter
In the past , I recall
All the opportunities to talk to you that have been wasted
But how could I prognosticate how deep in love I\'ll fall
And every night my forsaken heart will sing to you the love ballad
In the present I admire
Your beautiful face and ocean filled eyes
Your shiny hair and euphoric laughter , my passion TBH inspire
And I cry at the thought of your desmise