by Sarah M Ames
All I ever try to do, it seems,
is rid my mind of all these memories.
But everywhere I turn.. you're there.
I wish I could tell you how much I still care.
Every Love song that plays on the radio
Rips my heart into peices that flutter
in the winds of pain.
I long, at night while I cry
for your arms to hold me tight
Never letting go.
Just when I start to think these feelings
for you have disappeared,
Something out there,
Opens this wound I have tried so hard to heal