The Memories

The Memories

So long ago, so far away, it’s almost been forever-

They say time doesn’t wait, that’s true, it doesn’t, never-

Looking at us in that old photograph, I remember all the old days-

Inside your shell, inside my Hell, can you remember all our old ways?

Can you recall the parking lot behind our favorite spot on the avenue?

I didn’t think so, I can tell that you’ve forgotten it now, haven’t you?

Sweet teenage nights we were together, all those movies at the promenade-

How hard we laughed how hard we kissed we used to think that we both had it made-

But even then we knew it couldn’t last, it went to fast, like lightning-

But with no thunder it’s no wonder there was never a second sighting-

And right now the photograph is just like your memories of back then-

It’s been folded, shredded, crumbled and torn and it will never be perfect again.