Memory

I got this picture in my head,
an intense moment in my bed.
We hold eachother tightly,
whisper words so lightly
no one else can hear.

I got a memory of you and me.
But baby don't you understand?
Johnny said, "understand your man".
"Too much love will kill you" were words that Freddy said.
Both were romantics, amazing..and now they're dead.

I only wish we will never die,
I speak of the magic that is you and I.
You think I'm a "whiner" and also you think me weak...
I normally am..but with you, I am far from bleak.
I show my sorrow, my love and my pain.
I'm being honest from head to toe.
Yes. I AM that plain...

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