Why can't times be like they used
To be, when words were easy, and
Love was free?
She loved you, and you loved her. Two
Hearts together, meant always to be.
Things they did, and things they
Said, are all warm memories that
Float through her head.
Nights are so lonely here on her
Own. What happened to their plans?
A family, a home?
She loves you, she misses you, she wishes you
Were here, to love her and hold her,
And keep her so dear.
These words were not easy, your
Love was not free, She loves you, did
You really love her?