Moments

sometimes i think about moments sometimes i think about special moments and i know that i can never receive another gift and feel the same i can never make another promise in any name i can never feel again what i gave away though i try again and again April took my love away away with her to this very day i cannot hurt for anyone else i cannot give of my deepest self i cannot dream like i dreamed of her i have no desire for anyone on earth at time i try to come to terms with myself find someone, anyone yet having nothing to offer no feeling, no desire, no passion only temporal lust should someone try to find me they'd find someone they shouldn't trust even though i'm an honest person there could never be an us my moments would steal me away and lesser love show up a defeat by love that is in a grave is still a betrayal of trust