It's dark outside as I lay in bed
and go through all the thoughts in my head,
and I start to remember all the fun times
that I had with a boy that used to be mine,
I remember when we sat on that bench and snuggled,
I remember the feeling I got as we cuddled,
that feeling of love that went straight to my heart
and how it seemed like nothing could tear us apart,
I also remember that wonderful day
when we went to the park and started to play,
we sat on the swings, then slid down the slide,
and we talked about things, we had nothing to hide,
after awhile, we went for a walk,
with my hand in his, we continued to talk,
until we came to a bridge and went to sit under,
never thinking this relationship would someday plunder,
under that bridge, I remember it most,
"I love you so much", he started to boast,
then he gave me a kiss, it was my first,
but after that day we took a turn for the worst,
our relationship ended and he said "good bye"
and now all I can do is remember, and cry
