Fossils
Left in the dust of my mind
Are the permanent fossils
From when you were here
With every bone picked away
I think of you once
I think of you a million times
Other thoughts scratch the surface
As time goes by
The figures of my memories
Start to lose shape
But never fade away
Which makes me miss you all the more
I sit here, dreaming
Trying to fill in the gaps
Of my still very alive memories of you
I cry when i try
Cuz it gets harder every time
Left in the dust of my mind
Are the permanent fossils
From when you were here
With every bone picked away
Ashley, love you always neechee
~BUG |