Thursday, September 20, 2007

M

Motions of lights
Glaring visions
A distinct laughter
That smile

Memories fade
Refusing to let go
Reminiscing the past
Just seems not long ago

Many things
I would change
I would undo
my words
my actions
but not how I felt

There's no point
Don't bring it up
Move on
I have
Why don't you?