Excuse me mister, let me know where you have been…
Cause I’ve been missing you badly.
Mister, ‘how can you forget’...
And turn our memories into sad scenes, events, and tragedies?

Mister, do you still love me, mister, do you still care?
Has your mind divorced the memory of everything we once shared?
The vivid memory of you once being mine has left me impaired.

Misses fool for your affection, your smile, your kiss and incredible touch.
Misses cool, calm, and collected...on the sun I’d walk a mile for the rekindling of us.
Misses “I’m through with life if I can’t feel your embrace”.

Has my mind lost itself in the misery of what’s currently in its place?
How could I let my other world ruin what we create?
How could I let another person influence me loosing lips I yearn to again taste?

But still my soul, my love, the father of my sadness
Mister owner of my heart, mister sewer of my casket.
Mister ‘I’m over your repetition of past and false actions’.

I’m misses ‘sure that this start has got to be everlasting’.
So no matter who else we may encounter, we are both loves first founders.
Mister and Misses Us.