The Blues

Sometimes I think back on the time when you and I were together stillIn that time I truly knew happiness.It was so nice back thenI didn’t really have any worries in those monthsOnly school matters bothered meEverything else was pretty much perfect.Now you’re nothing but a memoryConstantly showing up at random timesMaking me compare every girl I meet to you.It’s damn near torture.I just wish...
June 19th, 2015 at 03:33pm