If we went back 30 years what did I rather do dare enough to ask you out when it was such a secret taboo behind the night or such a showoff during the day
But we ought to do something really silly we did not do back then like wondering along the beach overnight, covered with moonlight and immersed with sound of waves trenching with what we called love now even just holding hands and saying nothing to the stars or each other happiness is that simple back then
After we have everything we are still asking for the years back to simpler and more naive days Those were pure joys without rubbish