All The Things We Used To Say.

You are... A-Okay,
This feeling stains
Your sheets and your
Pillow case.

You find your answers in
All your old photographs...
Sad smiles adorn your face
As you think of the past.

I wanna know how you feel
In about twenty years...
You said you'd still be here.
But everyone will have moved away.

I wanna know if
Old sights bring back the
Memories of times when we were younger...
Together.

Will you fight the feeling?
Do you best not to
Remember all the
Things we used to say?

Will you...
Will you say them again?
In your head, will you
Say them again?