Used to be

I have heard the word love before,
but it's sleeping in my memory,
I wont disturb the sleep of memories,
Memories of you,
Of you my used to be.

Let me tell the feeling when your pressed you body against mine,
When you put your lips on mine,
When you rested your eyes on me until they fell asleep,
My world was alright,
It all used to be.

Let me tell the taste from your tongue,
Saliva is not bitter,
It is without sugar,
It is without salt,
But it's delicious,
It all used to be.

They say if cold put on something,
I never did that
I was burning inside with love,
With you there were no jersey manufactures,
It all used to be.

Angel's prayers i did for you were more than those i did for myself,
I carried you in my spirit,
I went everywhere with you,
It all used to be.

Please tell me, why?
Why is it? why is it all "used to be"
Why is it all lost memories.