Faces of the Past Break My Hearts
When I met you it began with “Run!”
Together, seeing planets, we had so much fun.
My rose, you were so enthusiastic,
The both of us were so fantastic.
I have a new face, but you learned to love me.
I grabbed your hand and said “Allons-y!”
Our time quickly ran out before I could say,
I love you, on that fateful day.
I am trying to replace that feeling inside,
But to the rules of time I must abide.
I got to see you once before we even met.
You looked so brilliant.
Changed again, and I think of you from time to time.
My new friends were a whole new mountain to climb.
They left me, leaving me like a fool.
Because now I always think of them when I say things are cool.
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