Wednesday, June 11, 2014


Goodbye illusion Goodbye my dreamer Goodbye and along your journey Godspeed No remorse nor ill will I wish you For we were never meant to be Though we tried and tried we did Time and time again Fate and odds were never in our favor But we strove against them tete a tete Till the score was even but we would never be And so you lie cased in glass inside my memory A wistful smile crack of voice wisp of golden hair You've become a relic a mental souvenir So goodbye dear friend a glass I raise to you For times we never had and never will to these I bid adieu