In a long and involved conversation with myself
I saw a precious thing come into view
When I poured through the files taken off my mental shelf
I dusted off some memories of you

You look over and see your husband Michael, or as you called him by his nickname Mike, clearly deep in his own thoughts. You walk over to him and wrap your arms around his waist, resting your chin on his shoulder. You see him simply staring at all the picture frames on the shelf, filled with memories. You smile to yourself, remembering every single photo like they were yesterday.

Then I thought about the times 
When all the world was green
How the pheonix of our love first flapped its silver wings
All the urgency and passion of each new day as it happened
And how it all mellowed as it grew

You point out one of the photos of when you first got together. The moment you two first decided to advance your early relationship. The picture is of you two wrapped in each other's arms, sharing a kiss.

I remember the times that our laughter would explode
And how you would turn to hide your smile

You find another image of you two laughing. Mike always had a sense of humor even if he didn't show it. Your humor wasn't bad either, but he could always win a competition if there was one on who was more funny.

Then the hours of silence while the perfumed candle glowed

You move away from the frames and open up a scrapbook. You find a page with a picture of the two of you sleeping together. Your figure was laying on him while his was laying on you. You notice in the background the only light source, a simple candle.

And both of us meandered on for miles

You turn the page and there's another image waiting for you to see. You and Mike were holding hands, walking in a park. You suddenly can feel the breeze from that day and the mixed smell of flowers and grass.

I remember the time I said I really had to go
I remember the tears that filled your eyes
Then I touched your hand and told you that it really was a lie
And though you never knew I did, I cried

You turn the page once again to find a handwritten note from you. You sigh as you remember why you wrote that. You try not to remember the day. You had many mixed emotions that day. You take a deep breath and close the book.

It's amazing how time can so softly change your ways
And make you look at things that can't be seen
How the years that roll by can start you listening
Not just to what they say, but what they mean

You go into your own thoughts. Thinking about how far your relationship has gone. You both use to be shy kids with a crush on each other. To just think about how far you've both come blows your mind. Younger you would've never thought you would marry your old crush.

So forgive me my dear if I seem preoccupied
If the razor edge of youth filled love is gone
But we're both a little older, our relationship has grown
Not just in how it's shaped, but how it's shown

You drift out of your thoughts and notice Mike beside you. You smile at him and kiss him on his cheek. You are glad for the life you have. You kiss him again and lay your head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around you.

(A/N)
I now realize how many Mike's I've done. Hope you guys enjoyed it! This was my first attempt at a song lyric type of thing.