I kept wondering why In such a long time i Held the memory in The back of my mind
Pictures to scenes Perfectly clear while He took away My innocence Bit by bit
I told myself Time heals but its a decade Past but instead Of forgetting becomes More real More pronounced.
As i listen to romantic() Memories floods my mind Like a broken dam, Twisting my heart with pain I guess the many similar kinds of tenderness Were also different kinds of sadness.
We've all been forgotten. The pretty face outshone The peach blossom I don't know where the beauty went; The peach flowers still smile In spring breeze.