This is where.


This is where it all begun,

when we were both just having fun.

We were both young, tired and broke

with much needed break before we broke.


We set out to the beach,

hoping to drown the anger of each.

Bottles of booze, packs of cigars

and good company under the stars.


We got together

unsure of each other.

We became inseparable,

despite of storms that are terrible.


Days became weeks,

weeks became months,

months became years,

full of tears and cheers.


Seven and a half years later,

you put a ring on my finger,

by the beach we swore

not to be angry anymore.