I remember meeting you for the first time. Starving little town. We met by the Skyline. I held you. Everything was right. I remember losing you. Large bustling town.  No Skyline to be found. I miss you. Everything is wrong.
I remember the way you looked standing among the Skyline.  I remember our day together, like a walk in the park. Nothing will ever tarnish that piece of time, that piece of you and me. That peace. I miss you. Everything is wrong.