You were my moment in time, Your face, your eyes, your smile… For a time you were mine. I remember your words, And the hours we laughed, Nothing can take away the months past. Something inside of me misses you still, But what’s the point of going back, When I know it will kill. Alas, I’ll always remember you as My moment in time!
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
Just thinking of a friend I spent alot of time with this year.
Comments (7)
nice write
The nice thing about time is that there are many more moment in time waiting for you and all of the gifts you bring.