Ode To the Time We Spent

Ode to the time we spend, My hearts ready to move on, and nothing makes sense We boast of being free, We lack when tied down, Our influences degrade us, And I finally found. The reason no less, To my way of being, In the course of thoughts and Romances, mine eyes are now seeing. The precious times steady, Yet balanced with fear, To be mixed up with another, And another year by year. What comes of that? Where has trust gone? Who is my soul mate? What did I do wrong? Questions,and more, Answers are none, What has now happened? And finally what went wrong? When you were with me I felt some what secure, But now by myself, I am so unsure. The warmth in your arms, The unfaithful mind you did hold, I turned the other cheek, You played with my soul. The good time left, The bad times stayed, Romance dissolved, And then I went away. But I could still remember, you by my side. The loving things you promised, And the thrill of my life. Now all that is left is afterthoughts, And doubts, I dream of our good times, but move on without you.