As I learn to let go
of what was long ago
I can't help but remember
what now seems like an ember
of light in the past.
I find it hard not wanting it to last.
Our good times and bad,
times that were sad
and those times we were glad to be where we were
times we felt secure
yet sometimes unsure...
When you were butterflies in my belly
when you were peanutbutter and jelly
on a sunny afternoon.
When you were skipping together in a crowd
when you were not caring that we were loud
in the hall at school.
When you were late nights on the phone
when you were my favorite ringtone
set for everytime you called.
When you were that song I loved to hear
knowing that it was for my ear-
just a few sweet words.
When you were laughing for a cure
when you were mine and I was yours
when we never had a doubt.
I hate to say that I'm to blame
but I know that things just aren't the same.
There is no art that can truely show my heart
the way it was before we were apart.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't dying
to be where we were again
when you were more than just my friend.