Monday, June 12, 2017

A stroll down memory lane...


We were lovers on a wild ride,
speeding for the finish line,
come until the end of our time.
Started off as a wildfire, 
burning down the bridges to our empire -
our love was something they could admire.

We were high and we were sober.
We were under, we were over.
We were young and now I'm older,
but I'd do it all again