The pain is not in regretting
On missed opportunities had
No good crying over spilt milk
The pain is in reminiscing
On old memories we had
A sunny day, a better day, a funny day
I see all the young faces getting older
Singles becoming doubles
With plus 1 or 2 on the family tree
It is like the last sip from the glass
Staring long before taken, for prosperity
Bottoms up, just to get up and walk on by
Life is a series of films
With you as the main actor, character
Always constant in the script you live by
Let tomorrow
Hold us in good standing
As today did in memories we have
We made it this far
Butterflies with wings
In against the gale force
See you when we get there
If we are lucky to, in this life time
The winds blow down south
If not, then in another to come
Be the stranger I walked up to
By the road side in passing
And with just a smile
We became instant friends
A connection as old as time
#life #love
#friendship
#inlovingmemory
Your face is a picture
Tattooed on my frontal lobe
Like a projected hieroglyphics inscribed
I see you each and everyday
Whenever I think of you
A replayed scene on repeat play
The pain is a joy of memories we sit on lament
T' we get high on to hallucinate seeing stars
And time lords over all, nothing else matter
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