HURTS
By Anthony E
It's not that I want to forget about you,
It just hurts too much to remember.
The morning, the afternoon,
The dusk and the evening sky
All remind me of you
And your first passing by
The sun drenched summers
The winter by our frozen lake
Autumn leaves, the copper spring
Snapshots in time, memories to take
My jersey used as pajamas
Bo Jackson never looked so good
Your smile in me, made me happier
Than anyone, than anyone could
The spark, the warmth, the fire
Held onto, until the last dying ember
It's not that I want to forget about you
It just hurts too much to remember....
Author Notes: A fond memory or sad past or one in the same?
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