When we first met, I wasn't certain about anything,
My life was a blunder;
But being close to you,
Was like the searing lightning and the tremulous thunder.
Time is starting to move now,
For once it had stood still;
I live more in my memories than I do reality,
Almost against my will.
What has happened to us,
Our love used to be a song of poetry, with a rhythmic flow;
It is a vanquishing pain,
Feeling this dying ego.
That was good too I like it this is going to be kick ass Tim well I just did my dillema and the bathroom is done do I dare ask for another? Keep it up Robert
