around this time of year
my mind tends to drift
back to when you were here.
i've moved on
and all is well
but i cant help
remember
the way we felt.
i often wonder
if you think about me
and if you ever
see me in your dreams.
i hope you're happy
and maybe someday
i wont think so sadly,
about those days.
i promised
i would always love you
and to this moment on
i still do.