All I remember is the empty room

And empty heart,

A friendship that was given and taken,

Memories that were built and destroyed,

Pictures that were drawn and erased.

ALL I REMEMBER…

Is us with sad songs and stories,

Isn’t that dreadful?

Isn’t that pity?

And all I remember is our merry-laughter

Our dead dreams

That were mean’t to come true,

Our serene songs that faded

As our friendship ended,

And today I weep and still weep like a child.