By the time I had decided what songs to put on the cassette mixtape, they were all already classics. I did not want to appear too wedded to the past, so I thought again. By the time I had newly finalised my choices, you had told me about your new CD player. I had to save up for months. And by then there were even more songs that said exactly what I wanted to tell you. I thought again, perhaps for too long. Well, definitely for too long, we both know that. Or I know that, and you would too if I had made the mixtape. The songs are still here in my heart.