There are countless versions of you in my memories. But none of them are really you.
You were part of my past. But none of it mattered that much.
I give you a share of every bit of my affection. But it will never add up to a hundred percent.
My feelings for you have never changed over all these years. But I can't promise they won't in the future.
I wish you knew all my little thoughts. But you have no interest in finding them out.
I'm 15 cm taller than you. But that has never made us a perfect match.
