Maybe life isn't about the big numbers \ The casual friendships \ The easy tunes; Maybe it's about what we've got here, \ Just you and I, \ My hand against your beating heart. A half-eaten slice of watermelon, \ And the stain it leaves on the wooden table Pineapple, quickly prickling against your tongue, \ Waving at the neighbor's kids as they run across the asphalt. Some names are destined to be forgotten, \ And if mine's one, \ Well, there's nothing tragic about that at all.