Sometimes we yearn to travel into the past,
to feel the good we once remembered,
but im sure if we really went back far,
you're conquests are sure to surrender.
What we remember,
it isnt all true,
and I'm sure,
because sometimes I'll remember little things about you.
But when I travel back to you,
to talk to share to see,
you're not the person I remembered,
& I guess my memories played a game on me.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Youre not who i remember
Posted by Ana Cobana at 4:22 PM
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