It was
as if
your goal
was
to destroy me.

   Goal accomplished.

Those moments I remember
that still take my breath away
are in a dusty corner
where somtimes I wished they'd stay

Regardless of the season
or the time of day
I still can't piece together
the night things went astray

And in that dusty corner
I can feel your hand in mine
and see that haunted smile
that made my whole world shine

But no matter how I try
and no matter what I do
that fateful night in August
just keeps on blowing through

My memory keeps holding on
to the little things you'd do
like buying single roses
and singing I love you

And in that dusty corner
I find the foolish side of you
dancing like a wild fire
that quickly passed on through

Wherever I may travel
or what my road leads to
my heart remains in pieces
and I'm forever missing you

Those moments I remember
that still take my breath away
are in a dusty corner
and sometimes--- I wished they'd stay.