12 June 2012

Swirling patterns in the dust Tell a different story Than the one of a thousand lies That graced your lips of glory

You act like there was nothing Except maybe a joke Between us two, the perfect couple Some days I hope you choke

Others I remember how You and I were together We fitted each other, complete Now my missing piece, gone forever

We were always with our friends The couple of the group Strolling along hand in hand Sweethearts in the troupe

We used to sit out by the lake Nestled together in the sun Those days were beautiful Just like you, never outdone

For days we'd stay on the shore Under a whiskey haze With a barbeque, and our tent Relaxing in the rays

But you moved on, Miss Big Shot Didn't need us anymore You grew up, lost your youth Became harsher than before

You didn't want to be with me Neglected all your friends It's a shame to see what we've lost And how our friendship ends

I hope one day you'll remember The swirling patterns in the dust Where we wrote our names and love Please, my sweet. You must.

I.Sparrow

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