It Could Have Been.
Okay guys. My blogs are a little different. I blog about my days and all that in poems. I don’t know why, just reasons. Hahaha, so yeahh.
It could have been one year,
It could have, but shes not here.
We want it to come back,
But we know for a fact,
Its not going to happen.
It could have been one year,
It could have, but shes not here.
The seventh of May Oh’ eight,
The seventh of May Oh’ nine I hate.
We have both moved on and done,
But i can’t see without my sun.
And now when I see her I reminisce,
Those times we hug and kiss.
Now their just memories,
In my mind to stay and tease.
To see the fact,
That I can’t have her back.
