People Are Always Coming and Going

People are always coming and going                                                                                              Into one another's arms                                                                                                                                     And then away again                                                                                                                      Trying not to overload their memory banks perhaps                                                                         With uncommitted smiles                                                                                                                                                           Impressions would seem to be enough for some these days                                                          And pleasure without the continuation of understanding                                                                  So if being here and now is all there is for us                                                                                    Lets forge our memories well                                                                                                                    With all the Strength and courage of our love                                                                                    That way when tomorrow comes                                                                                                       You'll still be a part of me                                                                                                               No matter where you go
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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April 7, 2013 at 11:28 PM
Some loves - no matter what happens or where they go - they can never be forgotten. They just stay there in our memories. good work. Lucilla
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