It was getting stupid, so I left,

I was upset though, I wept.

But I missed her, I missed her a lot,

Should've thought what I had, what I had got.

Maybe I was right, maybe I was wrong,

It didn't matter, I left it too long.

I kept looking in, as the months went by,

I could see her, but couldn't say hi.

I thought it was love, and I threw it away,

I dreamt of her, meeting again some day.

Twelve months on, and I'm in my car,

I was thinking of her, and now here we are.

I was her last virgin, I commented so,

It's obviously me, it really did show.

She messaged me, she knew it was me,

My eyes lit up, I replied instantly.

So here I am, I rejoined Lush,

Taking it slow, there is no rush.

And for now, it's all hunky dory,

Please join me, reminiscing my love story.