It feels like

it was yesterday
strolling down the Queen Street
hand in hand.
I'd be your model
and you'd take shots as many as it pleased you
Sometimes I'd pretend
to read or to munch
to sleep or to blanch
to never notice your lenses.
I guessed you knew all my tricks
but still, you played along
because all you cared was my laugh
for this shall be remembered when you were home.