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I remember the year of ’95
She was beautiful, and so right
We spent every day together
I knew it wouldn’t last forever
Those kind of things never last
But man oh man, did I have a blast
We spent the days out riding the town
Never thinking about winding down
The guys were jealous, my girlfriend too
She was such a beauty, I treated her good
So delicate and gentle, I never wanted it to end
Sadly one day, the day I dreaded, finally happened
My best friend, back home from serving overseas
Picking up his Mustang GT, after months apart
Knowing it was in good hands, never a worry
I still miss that car, it was one sweet ride
Take one for a ride, if you ever get the chance
There’s nothing like it, you’ll always remember it
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 5:23 PM UTC
If silence was a language—
I’d speak it for you.
Words can’t replace the feeling,
inside this beautiful turmoil—
the uncertainty of the storm,
as I sit centered and calm,
patient with silence, keeping faith—
a caged bird, refusing to leave;
a stray dog, waiting at the crossing.
I’ve started falling
into your embrace,
the only harbor I wish for
to see the end of days.
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 8:23 AM UTC