I like how when you meet a person, they can be anything and anybody
Like this boy in the book: I thought he's writing the book as a professor
Because he could have written his life's story in flashback one day.
But he didn't. he remained a memory of someone she knew
( or maybe just her imagination)
But he could have been the one writing,
But then that would have been another story.
We could have been any story on this great canvas
Sometimes we make a story, sometimes life makes us a story
( A travel memo was sent - there are too many buts in this story)