take me back to that moment in october,
when we first met and everything was newer.
and if it wasnt for the situations and orders,
i knew we could’ve, would’ve been something better.

and take me back to that moment in july,
under the streetlights, there were stars in your eyes.
exchanging stories and banters and smiles,
i haven’t felt like that in a while.

i wouldn’t want to go back to october
because that’s when i knew that it was over.
i didn’t have vices, i never was a smoker,
but you had me wondering if i’ll ever be sober.

and now, it’s july.
and though you didnt say goodbye,
and although you’re long out of my life,
you still cross my mind from time to time.