Peace At Last
I saw a picture of us today. It's from last June. I remember seeing you shortly after landing and thinking "Finally! Someone who can wait!". Four months later you'd prove that wrong. As part of getting you out of my life I destroyed the pictures, but every so often I'd find that I forgot one, or someone else found it and sent it my way. Any time I would see them I'd feel empty and alone.
Not today
When I looked at it today I didn't see "what could have been" or "I wasn't enough"
I saw a good memory
Peace at last....
Not today
When I looked at it today I didn't see "what could have been" or "I wasn't enough"
I saw a good memory
Peace at last....