Where happieness once resided there are now only dark memories of what should've been
First time, it hurts the most.
........my chance to break free is nothing but a moments away....
.....what stands in the way of my path, is nothing but.. ...........the memory of you.
If you were in my eyes than you might have flown...but you are inside my heart.
Sometimes I can feel tiny pieces of my soul
Rippling like waves through the memories of old
Never letting go of the pain and heartache we all know
We remember the moment not the days