I like the way things used to be
Between you and me.

Not just because it was beautiful
But because whatever it was,
It was real,
It was the embodiment of the word, 'Beautiful'.

I like the way you looked at me,
Calm, solemn yet so chaotic.

I wasn't bewitched, I wasn't lost.
I felt awaken, I felt like found myself.
When you turned your head
And walked ahead.
That was the moment I knew
That lost piece of mine was You.