Where have all the good times gone ?

The magical years when we were in love
I will cherish like the freedom of a dove
The last goodbye - when I think of now
Shattered my world like a dying foxglove

You sent me hugs you gave me hope
Your generous thoughts held the tight rope
Trapped in thought and unable to cope
Memories faded on a downhill slope

Where have all the good times gone
I am broken hearted and so alone
The need so strong to feel your touch
In a real world the chance not much