Doodle Dawdle

its a feeling...

it won't subside on whim...

it won't go even if i want it to...

 

 

 

it be nice if i were you, who can flush this away,

and be rid of these memories...

 

of those,

sweet smiles, i've once called mine.

tender eyes, i've looked into.

loving face, that i adored.

our dreams, which i held tight,

our joy, i fondly remembers.

 

 

 

i knew its too good to be true...

 

 

 

 

i've been kind and i've been nice,

most of all, i lived an honest life.

 

i've kept my words,

and done all that i can.

 

i did my share of hardship,

and been good to fellow man.

 

i've count my blessing,

and prayers for my friends...

 

if my own happiness is too much to asked for.

 

then i desire no strength to overcome this,

just a mind to forget it.

 

it isn't fair, i guess nothing is...

i'll go away, and start anew,

so give me a break and cut me some slack.

 

i've loved, & still am.