memories.
i loved hearing ur voice,
i loved feeling your skin,
i loved olding you close to me,
i cried when it came to an end!
if god made love,
an made it true,
then why does he allow heartbreaks,
an make us feel blue.
i see you everyday,
with your beautiful face.
i try to smile an play it off,
but i die standing their in my place.
i remeber when i held you close,
so close i could feel your breath.
but now i can't hold you close.
an my heart is torn out, bleeding,
my life is lonely,
lonely with out you,
all fo our memories
is all i have to old on to!
