You've lacked the look inside your eyes
The one that made us dream we'd try
That had my friends say it's what I deserve
You haven't grinned the same way since
I haven't been the face you miss
The one you'd kiss and swear you'd never hurt
I keep falling in love with the memory
With the photos, with the gifts you sent me
I know it's not the same
All it does is wreak pain
Yet I flick through, skip to memory lane
We call each other legal names
We fight and scream, break picture frames
And apologise for it half the time
Our mothers made it clear to us
Their disapproval's been discussed
But I fought for you, defended every crime
You wouldn't, you'd look to your feet
You'd leave me dry before you'd leave
You must've known before but I couldn't tell
When you'd beg to hold my hand
Told me reassuring plans
Knowing news you'd later break all too well
I keep falling in love with the memory
With the photos, with the words, you love me
I know it's not the same
All it does is wreak pain
Yet I flick through, skip to memory lane
YOU ARE READING
Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
