A/N: True story.
You probably don't remember
How I looked or what was my name.
I never did sign our picture
So I guess I'm the one to blame.
It's not like you'll ever recall
That day I walked out alone
And stopped just behind the old hall,
Breathing anxiously on my phone.
You probably don't remember now
when we took our picture right then
and I quietly mentioned how
I wished we could take it again.
But it's fine if it can't get through
Because I still remember you.