All is left are memories.

by broken dreams   Jan 23, 2007


I'm missing you.
Every little thing we use to do...
Every little stupid thing we use to say.
How we use to treat each other day by day.

I didn't know it could be so bad
By not seeing you will make me feel so sad.
There something in between, I told my self
But it can't be something else.

Boy was I wrong it's been so long.
Know all I want you is to have you
Around my harm.
I was so dumb to not of seen.
The love you had for me

It’s too late for me to see,
You have a lady, you made a family.
All is left are memories,

Dedicated to a love.
That can never be true...

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