Memories Of What Used 2 Be

I wonder if he remembers me or if I'm just a memory

I wonder if he thinks of us or if he finds it useless

I wonder how things would be, if he had never left me.

I wonder how he is and if I'm still a love of his.

I think about him everyday and wonder if he's okay.

I think about how happy we were and the memories make the tears stir

I think about the plans we made while we were laying in the shade.

I think about all we said and the lives we lead.

To not know where to go,

To not know where to find a place where he may hide.

To not be able to see his face,

Puts my heart so out of place

To not know when he's near

Is my greatest fear

There's so much in my head that I wish I'd said

There's so many missed kisses 4 my unanswered wishes

There's only so many ways 4 me 2 make it through the days

There's so little light in my heart tonight.

What would I say… if given a day.

What would happen … if I could have him.

What joy it would bring to hear him sing.

What would I feel… if he were here for real.

I miss him each day,

That he is away.

I miss him looking out for me,

The way it used to be.

I miss his love,

That protected me like a glove.

I miss him so much it's made my heart dim.

I wonder if he still cares?

That's a question that tears.

I wonder what he's like,

If he'd tell me 2 take a hike.

I wonder if he fears,

That I don't hold him dear.

But most of all,

I wonder if he still loves me

Or if I'm just a memory

Of what used 2 be

Memories Of What Used 2 Be

The memories Of What Used 2 Be