Do you remember how you used to clap your hands happily whenever we finished a song, and then you'd turn to me and tell me how much you like hearing me singing because I once told you that you're the only one whom I'd sing to?
Do you remember how nervously you used to pick a song to go solo, how carefully you then sang it for me, and how earnestly you looked at me as if no one else would matter to you for you really wanted to make sure that I had those stars in my eyes listening to you crumbling my heart?
It doesn't matter if you don't.
I'd run, I'd crawl, I'd swim a hundred rivers, I'd climb a thousand walls,
just to find a way to get to where you are.
Then I'd tell you that there's no place that far.
I'd remind you of everything we used to have.
Take me back, would you?
*inspired by Westlife's No Place That Far
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