Posted - 07/28/2012 : 23:04:46
| Just found it a few minutes ago.
Memories are like pictures, a link to the past.
Suspended in time, the moment will last.
Nothing goes forward and nothing returns.
They just add fuel as my broken heart burns.
I canít hold a memory or rock it to sleep.
Canít tell It the hard times of Little Bo Peep.
It just keeps replaying, in my mind, center stage.
The story is frozen, nothing will age.
I guess one day, youíll have memories of me.
But I hope, in your heart, thatís not all you will see.
Look for the rainbow, breaking through the bad weather.
Look for the day, weíll again, be together.