Another bad idea
Memories galore
And what can I say
Except: I had more…
Like a rose in the sky
And so pretty in pink
Locked in home knit eyes
I didn’t even think
It was last night’s tossing and turning
It was not quite learning
It was the food and the boat
It was listening to every note
It’s haunting to say the least
It was green eyes upon which I feast
It was the element of surprise
And staring at those eyes
It was being tackled for no reason
And the upcoming season
It was the air around, the atmosphere
It was in the back of your head
It was the ever-present fear
And knowing it was dead
It was snowboards and skis
And knowing how to tease
It was the way neither spoke
And it was utterly scared
It was just one last joke
And how only half cared
It was leaping mountains
And keeping those pains
It was a means to an end
And a now distant friend
It was a lack of communication
As it starts to break down
It was a silent cringe
Knowing it was no longer around
It was a fleeting moment
And it was chasing nothing
It was watching it all fall down
And searching for something
It was writing out thoughts
And having them ignored
It was leaning towards someone else
And watching her get bored
It was over before it began
It never followed any plan
It was always to be expected
But never wanting to let it
It was a stroke of luck
And a fool’s chance
It was an utter mess
And a doomed romance
It was sad to say the least
It was happy to go away
It was bringing life to the deceased
And it was forcing night to day
And it was
But no longer
And it hurt
But no longer
It was what kept me up at night
It was what slowly wore me down
It was longing for the sight
It was never having you around
It died finally back then
And it will never happen again…
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