Memories
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Loading ...The times we had, they go through my head every day,
one by one , recalling everything we’d ever say.
Unwanted, jarring, painful descriptions of the past it’s true,
yet somehow, I just feel wrong, being here without you.
The very thunder, such an odd yet beautiful thing,
reminds me of you, the way you’d listen to it sing.
Dancing, playing, carousing around, without a care at all,
all around , everything collapsing, you just let it take the fall.
To my heart, you are and will always be the one and only one,
the one who it will love until it’s time on earth is done.
Yet I know though sadly that we will never be,
a choice you made, toss out the old, yes, that was me.
I was there, in the trash you tossed away, with the lies you told
I was there, in the can you took out, simply because it was too old.
Every day, your memory comes back to me, in one way or another,
yet every day your choice comes back, to run away forever.
Where to this time, or who to, to be precise?
Who did you find to take you in, you with all your lies?
Will you stay with him, or throw him away so you can be free?
Will he too be affected by all these Memories?
For Michelle
© August 1, 2003 TJW
