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By collegechica Date: 2001 Dec 09 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.09.18.09.28989]] |
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"It is sad that your best memories Are the ones that make you want to weep With pain and longing and lost love. They are the reminders to your heart That life is a cruel, painful thing And that no matter how much you wish He would come back to you, he won't. Those memories are the ones that Keep you up until six in the morning, The ones that still make you smile Even though it all ended months ago. The rememberances of his smile Are the ones that still make you laugh Through those sharp-edged tears you cry. Sometimes you want to rip them all out, Just to stop the never-ending pain induced. But then you know you'd regret losing it all Losing all of the good times and the bad. And you just go back to torturing yourself With the memories of him, of the past. And the tears and laughter just intermingle Like they always do when you let the Memories of love dance in your eyes, The lingering warmth of his arms and lips Touch the depths of your soul like they did, And the dreams and fantasies you had Come back to life, replaying in your brain." |