Smiling at memories

I looked at my scrapbook
We were so young
I miss you, my friend
You have made me strong

Smiling at memories
That everyone misses
When you let me win
Your favourite kisses

Apologies for no reason
Our races in the bush
That scar I though was cute
The way you used to blush

I wonder if you remember
What we used to be
Keep being who you are
And never forget me

Yazalde