It seems to me
that heartache,
heartbreak,
the incessant presence
laying in your stomach
are a cry
to moments stuck in time

The Best of Times
The worst of Times
it all seems so relative
I think of when we had each other
everything else didn't matter.
We could lose ourselves
in each others
warm embrace
and let the days fad away

Those times are gone now
broken apart.
Unable to suture this fracture
thats cascaded through my heart.
Plagued by memories
im thankful to have
How blessed am I
to have experienced something so grand
To see us rise
and fall
Now all i wish is to understand

The Best of Times are yet to come
for love never ceases
You will always be a part of my life
even if its only in my memory