We were young
I used to call you
During your breaks from
Work and beg you to
Send me sweet things
We were young and I
Wanted to believe in
Kisses on sidewalks while
Our favourite band played in
Someone’s parent’s garage in
Our hometown where we
Fell in love and I
Wanted to believe in
Demolition love and
Car crash endings where
People took photographs
We were young and you
Could never have known
That I was perfect for you.