The hurt began to fade and it felt as if it was easrier to just let go, But the memories were still thereAt least I thought letting go was but it wasn't cause in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you and when the feeling got too strong I'd write you another note, but bever give to you in fear of what I might find. By then you'd gone on withyour life and I did't want to think about you loving someone else besides me. I wantted to remeber us like we were that summer, I did't want to ever forget what it felt like to be loved by you. |