Busy hours, busy lives

Yet your memory never leave my mind

The way we laughted in those summer afternoons

Late night, long drive, that gleaming moon

Cupcakes, coffee, endless conversations

Sincerity about our past and our demons

Your eyes; that sparkle was hard to ignore

That time we had; I wish we had more

Screaming,fighting, those rollercoaster rides

The friction that pulls is sometimes the reason you collide

I know moving on is something we just have to do

But i wonder if those memories torments you too