(I know I'm the one who changed. What the hell happened to me?)
I guess it's too late now to say I miss you. Sorry.
There used to be a time when I told you everything through whispered embraces. I guess I didn't fight hard enough to keep that. To keep you.
And circumstances being what they are, I can no longer call you my boy.
Seeing you again brings it all back. Back to the days we were close.
(Do you remember?)
We were so close. But we were so young. So, so young.