Days have gone by,
people have moved on.
But I still have not forgotten,
The times of joy,
and all of the good.
But all the rember is the bad,
wiping their memories,
forgetting the good times.
They move on,
unknowing,
that their actions still affect,
the people who notice.
people have moved on.
But I still have not forgotten,
The times of joy,
and all of the good.
But all the rember is the bad,
wiping their memories,
forgetting the good times.
They move on,
unknowing,
that their actions still affect,
the people who notice.