if the past year was a race,
i would run it again and again without haste.
a check point if you may,
to mark the 365th day.
what's in a name?
what's in a number?
there is no difference, nothing has changed.
whoever tries to rationalize what happened must be derranged,
because this is what fate arranged.
just like how danny zuko never wanted it to end.
you were my summersend.

day in and day out,
dont we just want to shout it out loud?
how much we love each other and we are proud.
being alone is hard at times,
but it would be harder without my partner in crime.
the month of april will never exit my mind.
only the memories of that month helps me keep me alive.
three sixty-five.
no doubt, i will relive those memories.
and create a world with you with no worries.

oceans apart, and here comes the sun again.
here i go,
continuing the race of a lifetime.
i wont stop runnning until i reach the end,
you at the finish line.

g