I some times visit the place where I laid my love down,
I flashback and remember the playing, tickling, and joking around.
I've so hard tried to erase the memories left behind,
I thought I smashed and threw away everything that kept her in my mind.
Our conversations have changed, if there any at all,
Anniversaries have passed without even a call.
How can it be that you're so strong and I'm weak?
When it was you that publicly shed tears and I did it so discrete.
It's to hard to think that we were once a perfect pair,
A couple that walked through rooms filled with lustful stares.
It hurts to think that I let it all go,
Maybe it was better never to know.
The love that changed my life from now till the time I part,
For a life that changes begins at the heart.
As time begins to pass tears weld up within my eyes,
Searching for the answer, amongst all darkened skies.
Why do I torture myself by coming back to visit the dead,
Can life still be, after everything that has been said?
Am I glutton to pain? I'm doing it to myself again.
It's not love any more in fact its barely even a friend.
You can't find life amongst the dead,
Stop trying to keep hope feed.
I must leave the cemetery now and never again will I send,
My heart, my mind, my soul, to love another best friend!
