Too wonderful to forget, I still don't remember, Fit it inside your head, Four years ago December. A memoir of what's gone, No account of tomorrow, Desiring what you long, Lifetime full of sorrow. It was just meant to be, Feelings will never end, That's what you believe, I will never condescend. Four years ago December, We were just growing up, You just don't remember, What you think was love. Time meant to move past, Spent as years of denial, Wasted time passes fast, And you can't even smile. Why will you always cry, Claiming it is my fault, Tell me yet another lie, Bloody wounds love salt. Don't claim I'm the best, If that were hardly true, I would have never fled, To forget all about you. Four years ago December, We've since grown apart, You will always remember, That I broke your heart. |
Monday, September 21, 2009
Four Years Ago (December) - 4/16/05
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