Rays so golden drifting in
Weary eyes close to the light
And imagination begins to unfurl
The shiver from your gaze
When deep you looked upon me
Cautious touch
As I was held tight
Your safe warm arms
From the lonely void
Remembering that time
Those days long ago
Still aching for your presence
I cannot let go
Soft sharp bird song
Awakens my daydream
Cool splash of reality
Reminds me of what has been
I had those times of pleasure
And they'll always be there
Never to forget
But I had them
And they're gone
I must realise this fact
It's just time to move on
From the past I'm living
"It's better to have loved and lost.."
Are the wise words call
"..better to have loved and lost,
than never loved at all"
