Moments

Met in grade eight, lockers and late bells, D.A. Morrison, young hearts, can’t tell, Barker and Mina Two different worlds but the pull was essential. Against all odds, three years deep, Kids trying to love while the world don’t sleep, We were young, had dreams but no direction, Heart full of love, head full of questions, Then life said pause, hit us with the split, But even apart, we always knew where the other lived. Time put miles in between our names, Different lives, different kinds of pain, This isn't déjà vu, it’s a second chance, Same heartbeat, just a better stance, No rush, no lies, no pretend romance, Just two grown hearts in a grown-up dance. So if the world asks why we came back around, Tell them timing just finally slowed us down, First love, but we upgraded now, Same story… just a better sound. We didn’t chase it, didn’t force the flame, Just let time say what it needed to say, Now here we stand with truth, not fear, What stayed in our hearts brought us back here. So call it fate or unfinished art, Two separate lives, one lasting mark, We walked away but we never erased, The place we kept for each other’s space.