The knife that cuts so deep.
A lasting scar that just won't heal.
In time the wound will close.
The mark reveals a time I once knew.
Thought my chest will ache for ten thousand days.
The pressure so intense I can not breathe.
The lasting imprint of you is this.
For when we exchange our final words.
They were so short and haunting.
I will forever be jaded about true love's callings.
For they just are words with no true meanings.
They can cut and hurt but I won't be beaten.
For there was a time I can recall they meant something.
And those are the times I will keep as they stay lost in time back when they had meaning.
I will be sad and upset but forever in your debt
3 years of my life is hard to forget
The joy and tears through our laughing years.
As I sang to you the night we first met.
If we ever ever meet again
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