A Slide Show

I could be holding on to a memory
That makes me smile
But I know

That it’s just to pass the time
A slide show in my mind

And after I’ve smiled then I close the curtain and turn off the lights
Knowing that the memory is good, but you’ll never be a part of my life

History has completed its book on our love
The next time I see you it’ll be somewhere high above

If you’ll be able to fly that high
I don’t know if you had the will to repent

When you chased lust and every dollar and every cent

Nonetheless at the end of the day
It’ll work out

Since we’ve made it through this drought
I wish you well and that’s what it’s all about
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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