Hey, I don’t have your number anymore….
That’s why I am writing you.
Last night, I had a strange dream about you.
These words have nothing to do with us or whatever we used to be.
I just believe it would be nice, if you wanted, to look for Jamaica and talk like we used to do before everything started.
~Just trying to find the end of our love story’s thread. Only if you knew how many times you cross my mind, sunny boy.~