those long nights by the lakethose beautiful blue eyesthey were almost as bright as mine you would tell methose shimmering stars glowing like the way my necklace did in your handsthe way you would run your hands through your hairit reminded me of something i missedsomething i wantedsomething i craved something speciali cried over those nightsi cried and cried for the day those nights would come backthose nights riding our bikes through the townthose nights watching the sunsetthose nights sitting by the lake those nights carving our names into the tree just for it to soon be withered and covered with mossthose nights never came backi miss those nightsso long agoi miss those memoriesbut i dont miss you.