"Let's build a company in America..." he said to me. It was just an idea, he said, but I couldn't help it and make it real with him. It just started with us two, then with another friend and more. However, as much as I wanted him and needed him, I depended on him so much. He was just a friend and I was his friend, as much as I wanted more, he wanted no less.
"Are you sure?" I laughed at what he said. "A company?"
"Yeah," he stapled files together and placed them into a folder, "you'll be our artist and I'll be your Manager."
You'll always be my Manager. You'll always be remembered as so.
This was almost three to four years after we knew each other. Let's talk about when we first met...the time before we knew we were in love with one another.
Although we were young, I don't think I'll ever regret not kissing you.