The old times

When i am with you,
i feel different then when im not,
trying to remember the old times,
but i cant because i 4-got.
The Past that we had,
the relationship that grew,
all the things that happened with us,
and all the pain that we went through.
We had our good times,
all the laughter nd the glad,
even made eachother smile,
when either of us got mad.
The best of it was when,
we would sit nd make up rhymes,
one thing i can say,
is i miss the good old times