Busted Memories...
Busted Memories
Their dancing is a part of history
First tender kiss... swept away in the breeze
Nights together from sunset to sunrise... gone
Two loving souls; nothing more than memories
Walking past each other
When they used to be together
Not a single glance; not another chance
For her to talk to him; for him to go to her
They used to be inseparable
One would kiss the other; the other kiss right back
These former times of happiness... finished
These opposites never again to attract
Teardrops down their tender cheeks
Laughter of happiness leaving their mouths
To think of what they used to have
Now with it gone, I wonder how
Their very last night together...
Sitting by the Television
Definition of time not having been yet invented
Neither soul could ever get tired
But once the one heart split back to two
Once their entangled souls ran from each other
Seeing them leave and walk away
I think I'm dreaming
This just can't be over...
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