It's strange how
memories can hurt,
Sparked by
a sight or sound...
The same
ones that now make
me sad,
Once
raised me off the ground.
Your
picture sits out in plain sight,
On prominent
display...
Etched forever
in my heart,
I can't put
it away.
A
voice sometimes, sounds much like
yours,
And I'll
whirl to verify...
To
confirm that it comes from
you,
Then a tear slips from my
eye.
For
it isn't you but a stranger there,
No malice
nor intent...
Not his fault
that my mind plays tricks,
With one
more hurt that's spent.
Worse yet is
what a song can do,
To bring me
new heartache...
The special songs we called
our own,
Now cause my
heart to break.
I have this urge
deep down inside,
To play
them one more time...
For in my heart,
you still are here,
And always will
be mine.
© 02/11/08 Loree (Mason)
O'Neil
Midi
playing is: Help Me Make It Through The
Night
