Memories of Love
By Maureen
In the silence of my lonely room, this room which now feels like a tomb, I listen to the voice of doom telling me it's all over now. Lying naked in my bed, thoughts of you running through my head, thinking about the things you said when we two were in love. I picture how it used to be when you were still in love with me, we knew love's sweet ecstasy, life was so good to us then. Rapture found within your arms, feeling secure and safe from harm, seemed as if our life was charmed, where did we go wrong? The nights of joy we shared were way beyond compare! We were a perfect pair, why did it have to end? If I could somehow make amends, if we could somehow still be friends, if our story could have a happy end, I would never let you go again! Written January 24th, 2002 © on Jan 24 2002 12:41 PM PST, Maureen Halasovski personal • love
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