Things we said.

Unexpected response to Clara Benin's "araw at gabi" I'd written it in the same tune, not knowing I'd been drawing things from her song. It still fits, though far from her talent.

I remember the day
You told me your name
You smiled unafraid
Like a joke had been played

I think that we knew
All the things we could do

We dreamt up the places
Where we could have been
The persons and laughter
The songs that we’d sing

Together
Life was good

I remember the day
You said you were sorry
I held it together,
And promised not to worry

We’ll be fine
It was this all the time.

Despite all the walls
we said we’d get through it,
We’d run every hurdle,

Like there’s nothing to it

But our love could tell
That it wouldn’t be well.