he used to be mine

i watch him go

with a surge of that well known sadnes

the feeling that im loosing him forever

and without really entering his world

im glad that whenever i can share his laughter

i let precious time go by

then when he's gone

there's that odd melancholy feeling

and a sense of guilt that i cant deny

what happened to those wonderful adventures

the places that i planned for us to go

well some of that we did

but most we didnt

and why i just, dont know

sometimes i wish that could freeze the picture and save it from the funny tricks of time

and now he's leave :(

-this is how i felt now