My favorite tune is playing
and I just close my eyes
drifting along with the music
trying to forget his lies
Remembering the good times
reflecting on those days
in my mind I see him
and his quirky little ways
I cannot change the way I feel
nor would I ever want to
for I saw deep purple in his eyes
when he whispered to me
"I love you"
|
Email this Poetry
|
Add to reading list





