Sweet remembrance
of the past...

You were just to blind to see
how much I really cared...

I should of listened to your advice
when you told me I could do better...

I used to like you
sometime ago...

A haunted mystery
behind the old raged door...

(this poem is long...sry about that...when i wrote...
I hate it when...

You can run and hide
but you know this won't slide...

They...
don't like you...

When I think of you
my heart begins to pound...

Everywhere I seem to go
I end up with reminders of you...

Things are different now
and for this I am glad...

Somehow you brought me back to life
made me feel more like I belong...