If I could, I would, but I can't.
I wish we could as one.
Walk together into the sunset.
Walk hand in hand by a near silent river bank.
Where we can see darting fish.
Think they're enjoying themselves, never can tell.
Couldn't tell with you.
Maybe just drifting with the tide.
Like me.
I go to work to forget.
Got to live.
Memories of you still make me high.
Sky scraping.
Don't know why.
Myself, well still I  drift.
Stuck in a rut.
My memory destructive.
Holding me back.
Something I lack.
Riding ripples of quiet time.
Where deep in thought my memories get caught.
Getting distraught.
(C) LIVVI