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.