He always told her He liked the way The moonlight silhouetted her face And she always told him She liked the way He held the small of her back When they swayed
And they had a hideaway Where they always found each other A park on a lake called Otisco They'd walk and hardly notice the time Gone by And one day He took a pocket knife And carved their initials Into the bark of a dead Tattooed tree
They came every single day And even though it belonged To the community, They felt it was theirs
And the sun rose and set As did the moon And they took time with them And the soles of their shoes grew old But this remained their spot That they would always go And they both wished they could Freeze time And lie on the grass And memorize each line On each others face As they were now
And the wood on that tree Slowly decayed And the two lover's hearts grew old But they were still every bit in love With this park With each other
And that girl Now walks through the park alone With tears falling down her Wrinkled face And she never notices the stares And that tattooed tree had fallen months ago She's beginning to forget The exact lines in that boys face Or the exact way he held the small Of her back And nothing scares her more So she sits at the bench She donated to the park With the plaque that had Their initials engraved In dedication to the lovers Who loved this park As much as they loved each other And she longs for the day They'll walk beside each other again When she makes it to the Pearly Gates Until then, she'll just put one foot In front of the other Getting older with her shoe's soles Walking in the echo Of the love she once had
I was walking in a park today and I saw a tree with a bunch of initials engraved in it and this idea just came to me.