What we had were memories.
Memories lost to our immature choices.
Sometimes it would be a late night phone call
Or something as simple as a hug.
What I remember is you in the hallway smiling.
As your sparkling eyes merely gazed upon me,
I could feel your heart beating.
Each morning your image is printed in my mind
From my dreams when I awake.
Each moment with you,
Brought lots of delight to my soul.
Even though we are different,
Our hearts danced with passion.
You are wonderful, thank you for loving me.
I will always cherish these memories.
Even though they are lost.