All these faded pictures I save in the corners of my mind. They call in waves to take me away, I won’t be back tonight… 

 ...And I breathe, the sights, that we left behind. When I dream, those nights, will always be mine. 

And I feel as years unfold that we are still connected, to those days when we were young and you were my reflection..

 

 And I still come back to you..

 

 And you are my reflection...