You're the faintest memory,
But the strongest one.
Ended without a sorry,
Also ended with none.
You're the prologue,
That broke me so bad,
You're the epilogue,
Of the days we had.
You're a short chapter,
But the most memorable one.
What sorrow more sweeter?
When to you I never won.
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
You're the faintest memory,
But the strongest one.
Ended without a sorry,
Also ended with none.
You're the prologue,
That broke me so bad,
You're the epilogue,
Of the days we had.
You're a short chapter,
But the most memorable one.
What sorrow more sweeter?
When to you I never won.
First love never dies... a small flame that cannot be put out.
