As I look out the window,
on this cold night,
remembering our time together,
our dreams now out of sight.
With the window open,
I can hear the cars drive past,
releasing poisions in the air,
a new curse has been cast.
Looking down on the grass,
memories of the fields we'd walk,
the countless hours strolling
and the hours we'd talk.
So I look up at the trees,
that reach up to the sky,
I keep asking myself,
'why did you have to lie? '
Now I realise why I dont look out the window,
at this beautiful view,
the simple answer is,
because it reminds me of you.
Kev Elmer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-of-you-3/
