These are the memories

These are the moments when i need you the most
when the voices in my head begin to whisper
and life shallows me whole

these are the nights i miss you so
when the wind blows, rattling this old house
and the rain flows from my eyes

these are the days i need you
when waking is harder then breathing
and the sun just won't shine

these are the mornings
when missing you is all i feel
and living isn't what i want

these are the moments i want back
when you held me near, sheltering me from the raging storm
and love was all i felt

these are the memories
that shape who we were
and missing you is what I've become

these are our moments

Danie 2007 copyright