
Misty water colored memories of the way we were
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we exchanged, for the way we were
Can it be the way it was, all so simple then?
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again.
Tel me, would we? Could we?
Memories can be beautiful, and yet that's too painful to remember.
We simply choose to forget,
For it’s the laughter we will remember, whenever we remember the way we were......
Hope you never forget this pal, the cards, and the gifts baggage
Memories of a saddened soul after a year and half out from college
In tears..
Yours Me
dedicated for the one who knows, to whom it is meant for
great so you are a poet!
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