I can't deny that I still love you,
and I'm thinking of you,
so many memories that live inside me,
so many thoughts of when we use to be.
The thought of me and you makes me happy,
the thought of me and you apart makes me sad,
but I can only remember the time we had.
The pain inside hurts so bad,
sometimes it even makes me mad.
The tears I cried and yet can't dry,
wishes we made but went away,
Promises you made but weren't meant to see.
Things that represent you and me.
