Who knew such fun and sweet delight
would soon become so sour?
We were young above the moon in
passion and ecstasy for another.
Where did we stumble? I still donít know,
but what I know is this:
We had our hearts set on our dreams,
rushing ahead with this love.
And our hearts sang to each other in-
different of anotherís weakness.
But with each passing battle -
testing; a brutal blow was dealt.
And as we fought with all our might
it just wasnít meant to be.
Differences got the better of us
and our hearts survived a war.
But with too many scars; we
broke apart - in tragedy.
Sensations of emotion echo subtle;
in to the deep of night.
Such memories more recent; now
become fewer in their number.
Oh, how the nostalgia is quick
to wash up over mine tongue
and leave its bitter, sweet aftertaste
of a memory - no longer.
The past so rigidly unchanged, yet
yesterday seems forever ago.
But the winds will continue howling
the name of the one Iíll always remember.