Reflections Of Memories
By sidewinder
You asked me what? It's not just a matter of jealousy, It's a matter of protectiveness, You're my friend, I hear the laughter wishing I had someone, I see the kissing, Still... My feelings are strong, I hear the conversation, And I remember my last lady friend, But it matters not, Or does it? Here autumn is setting in, And I'm needing someone warm on those cold nights, Damn... reflections of memories say more than what I need, But I'll get by, Only... Where can I find her? Maybe... Just maybe. Sept. 25, 2000 Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 05:44 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 18 • other
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