Tuesday, May 08, 2012

I flip through those frozen pictures of memories
Image after image, evidence of our happiness
Evidence that once upon a time, when there were no doubts to speak of
No questions about the future reverberating in my head
I find the familiar ache coming back
The moist feeling springing inside my eyes
But I've got to get a grip
And believe that this will all pass through

Am I going to give up without a fight?
Is he giving up without a fight?
What to make of those years that have passed?
What to make of those smiles in the photos?

Isnt this what you wanted?

Tuesday, May 01, 2012

and there's a dull aching in my heart
that just wont go away
every time i look back
at the passage of memories
i just want to weep and weep and weep