The soft imprint you left on my mind…
A cat and cab, along with English Breakfast tea, windows, and sweaters…steam of nostalgia.
You look like someone I knew…
Excuses are not always simple.
Motivation from a break-up? (Lots of confusion added)
Over coffee, we decide to move on.
An ice pop on a summer day melts away the heat…
What kinds of congee do you like?
Waves of nostalgia trace back to a time when we were…what were we?
Start from the basics, and remember to indulge.