I remember the Skyline, I remember the Night,
I remember Holding those Hands, in the Silent Candlelight.
I remember Holding those Hands, in the Silent Candlelight.
We thought it would be for a Moment, but the Magic endured Years.
We shared Happiness and Heartaches, both - Sorrow, Joy and Tears.
We shared Happiness and Heartaches, both - Sorrow, Joy and Tears.
There was a time the Stars danced for us; those were the
times for Wishes.
There was a time of Romance; those times of Silence and of Kisses.
There was a time of Romance; those times of Silence and of Kisses.
The wishes were Make-believe, but the Joy was nonetheless Real.
It didn’t seem to matter then, for that Moment in Time, was Sealed.
It didn’t seem to matter then, for that Moment in Time, was Sealed.
I remember the White of snow, on that winter’s Christmas night.
I remember your curious Radiance, your Youthfulness, and your Light.
I remember your curious Radiance, your Youthfulness, and your Light.
For those were the Traits that drew me in; and those traits kept
me Sound;
A Strength my Soul drew blindly from, when I was a King without a Crown.
A Strength my Soul drew blindly from, when I was a King without a Crown.
There was a time for Candlelight Wishes; those were the
times of Song.
There was a time for Goodbyes, Bidding yet Knowing – ‘not before long’.
There was a time for Goodbyes, Bidding yet Knowing – ‘not before long’.
With Music comes Memories, Words bound with meaning to their
Scenes;
Those Deeds would live on forever - in Time or in Thought, in Life or in Dreams.
Those Deeds would live on forever - in Time or in Thought, in Life or in Dreams.
I’ll remember your Growth; and I’ll remember your Strength.
I’ll remember my Presence that once touched you - to however an Extent.
I’ll remember my Presence that once touched you - to however an Extent.
There was a time for Us; perhaps, those are now times of Old.
There was a time of You and Me; perhaps, that is now just a story to be Told.
There was a time of You and Me; perhaps, that is now just a story to be Told.
So here we are at the Crossroads, Two Lives with Little left
to Share.
I thought my hands could hold a Lifetime; I felt my Heart had strength to bear.
I thought my hands could hold a Lifetime; I felt my Heart had strength to bear.
I remember your Beauty - your Soul, your Smile, your Heart.
I remember, I remember; but soon, I have to Forget.
I remember, I remember; but soon, I have to Forget.
3 comments:
This is such a sad post ):
I'm surprised that you actually found this... I didn't think maybe ppl would really know that I would still update this site.
But yeah... When I get emotional or sentimental, I'm more inclined to write poetry... So yeah...
I know exactly how you feel. ish. It always seems that sadness/being emotional people in general write "better". Of course I check this place out from time to time, anticipated a post after seeing what happened on facebook. Are you okay? ):
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