Turning away
To see
To live
In the past.
Nothing is more sweeter than seeing it grow bigger
And nothing is more bitter than see the near end
Memories chase around our tongues
Remembering who they were
How they made us break when they came to an end
Memories swirl around our hearts
Pulling the knot with sweet lies
Making us believe that we can try again
Laying in harmony
While our forgotten feelings fight in a bitersweet agony.
