I wish that I could forget the last moment that we spent
If only I could forget that bitter moment where we left
If I could then that I
Would not regret the rest of my life without you
I imagine I would have held your hand a little longer
When our hands last met
Did it rain or did we cry at our final meeting?
What feelings were felt? what weight given to that fateful hate?
My diary help too much
I stop mentioning your name after that winter
When dropped the
Hash feelings on the final day that we met
I know what was said, I know the way it happened
Yet in my mind the scenes I recall are joyous
As we grow old I’m sure
There will be moments that we will forget
But I will
Remember something of the final moment that I will regret
