I was just 17 years old.
the summers were ours and we were bold.
2 years later and now all on our own.
Somedays I catch myself thinking about you.
Summer nights and the things oh the silly things we would do.
Sometimes I wish I could call you, ask how you've been.
I think the bridge is broken.
Some nights I mention you in my prayers.
My love is still there.
Although some days I really wish I didn't care.
But I'll always keep the best parts of you in my heart.
