Maybe an unnoticed care,
With that tiniest strand of hair.
The innocence, the imperfection,
All make the greatest combination.
Maybe an unexpected touch,
As we walk together so much.
The quarrels, the fights,
All shall be stagnant in our minds.
Maybe an unseen kiss,
Filled up with the deepest bliss.
The roadside rocks, the talks,
All have made the journey to stock.
Maybe an unspoken truth,
When we laughed and cried on every route.
The passionate deed, the background hiss,
All will make this year a one to miss.
