Living On Memories

Living on memories
For in real life
No one really cares
Going back to yesterday
When life and love was real
Running from the pain inside
Don't quite understand
Why it never took a hold
Through many times we tried
Seemed to only go so far
Then it would wither and die
Rising up from the grave
To the hope it would bloom
We tried to make it work again
But it never went our way
Now that it's over again
Even friends we can not be
For this love we held inside
Will never let us be

poem by David Kush
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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