If we meet now. I wouldn´t know what to say. But even though, I think it would be good. To meet you. Like that day. In the airport. We met and you knew who I was and knew who you where. I don´t think you would recognise me now. I´m not darkhaired anymore. My eyes aren´t green. I´m not the small woman you knew. I´ve changed and so have you. When I see you now I see a different person. The head is dark-tanned and the hair is blonde. You have grown taller too and the shoulders is broad. But the eyes are still the same. Blue shining eyes in the middle of all sorrow, broadly grinning. Those eyes are the thing that laid a spell on me. The boy I once had a crush on is now the man I´m living with. The girl you used to cheat on is now the woman you love every day. Isn´t it amazing?