There are flashes of you that I get from time to time.
Usually there's no reason, usually there's no rhyme.
Maybe something I smell or something I hear,
Maybe it's just me looking in the view, rear.
Although I have said my last goodbyes, somethings still linger,
Just can't quite point it out,  just can't  finger.
Like they say, its not that I lost you, more that I had you,
Made too many wrong decisions, hurt you many times too.
I hoped by now that these thoughts would cease,
That maybe In time, I would find peace.
Not the case as I have found,
To you, our memories, I'll always feel bound.
I know that we will never be again,
But every once in a while, when I think of you, on my face will be the largest grin.
Not because I lost you, but because you gave me the time of day,
I was the luckiest man alive, even for that short stay.