These pictures to remind me of what we once were
These pictures to remind me of her.
These dreams that fade away
These things we forget everyday..
So happy we could have been
but maybe that’s the extent of my sin…
Maybe I didn’t love you deep enough
and maybe I just didn’t call your bluff..
Maybe things could have been right as rain
and maybe things will never be the same..
Pain makes you more apt to know your dreams
when you happen to forget those sobbing screams…
No more dealing with the how it seems
When you look at the cloth, don’t look at the seams.
Who knows what path we were meant to take
Who knows what is good for goodness sake…
Who knows anymore? I know I don’t..
Who knows to care? I know I wont.

09/05/2003

Posted on 09/05/2003
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