Yesterday I talked about you,
On how we met, on what circumstances,
It was in that bar, I was with a broken heart,
We talked, we held hands, and we kissed,
We can blame the drinks or my broken heart,
I like to think it was destiny.
So here we are, 12 years later,
A ring in our ring fingers,
2 kids that look more like you than me,
Living the magic of a day to day life
We still talk, we still hold hands, and we still kiss
Perhaps we can still blame the drinks or our unbreakable hearts,
But I still like to think of it as destiny.
By Mari Park 2012