Memory from bottom of heart

Saw these short passage from a song description in youtube:


We are friends from far away.
When we talk we always have something to say.
Our lives so different yet the same.
Every night we play the game.
We talk of families and about our day.
I always wonder if there's more to say.
Could it have been different for you and I?
Or was fate decided before we could have tried?
For now we play our parts, that's all that's left;
Never knowing if our hearts would have met.
Two people from far away, always asking, "How was your day?"

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Although we didn't play game together, but most of the time we spent together.
Although you rarely talk about your story, but I know you want to kept it secretly.
That why we pretend don't know. We respect your choice.
But still, I can't agree with the last sentence even more.
Never know that by just asking "How was your day?" can be so tough now.
We are far away, from the bottom of the heart. I knew it. And you meant it.