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i know we both should move on

love is not an option anymore

you made a choice adn closed us down

so now i must move on

much of me doesn't want to leave

still my heart yearns with you to be

to lay in your arms and hear you say

this is hwat you want, not her, our love

time has flown by since you left

but my brain seems not to register it

it hurts so bad to remember that day

seems like a bad dream i have no escape from

your love meant so much to me

using every excuse, i find myself back in your arms

me and you should always be, a part says

for the fact, though, remains your love isn't mine

what i do have isn't enought for us

we lost it becasue of how you felt for her

had it always been there since the start?

its so hard to leave what we had

time is my only salvation

to be able to get over this pain is my goal

move on, move on, is what is what i yearn to do

on towards maybe another who is here

and to keep what we have as friends, nothing more

let our love grow no more for the pain it would cause

us is no longer an option in life

be wiht her, if that is what you want

just don't use me when you miss what we had

friends we have to remain no matter what we feel

it is what you wanted apparently

hurts doesn't it? to know that we are through

to know that we can't love each other again

much of me doesn't want to say it

to realize that its through

know this is now done, that 'we' are no more

your with her and no matter how it hurts

with her i know you are leashed

her and you must remain, let me go free

i love you dear, i always will

will you always return that love, i don't know

miss you at nights, days, all hours, i do

you say you do as well and i know a part does

so lets say ado to our love and welcome our friendship

bad memories from this must be freed

but please know i want you here with me

we are destined in ways to be together

both of us are to much the same

shall we gather our love and pack it away

move it to the attic in storage, awaiting its final fait

on we can go together, but not as one

written: April 17th, 2002

Email: sonyaii@aol.com