After Those Long Years
By sidewinder
After those long years you find that restlessness just to walk away, Why? Wasn't I enough? I held your heart like priceless wine but that mattered not! So here's my soul touched in pain, And I find like those rainy days that time moves on, Silence creeps in and I find those memories haunt me, Reflections of the past are bitter, Why? Couldn't we somehow have worked it out? No... apparently not, You see those tears flowing, But in the following days somehow I'll make it, Still... somehow I miss you. Jan. 5, 2002 Written January 7th, 2002 © on Jan 07 2002 03:19 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn angst
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