To memories we may remember

The Memories of love are hard to forget.
Finding true love always leads to death. Oh!
See God and man, see Romeo and Juliet
All true love memories are hard to let go.

From the first sight to first meet to first kiss
When the evenings were a cool shade for us
Letters we wrote to fill the days we miss
All the tides, rides, slides, the pain and the cross

I didn’t know our love will come to an end,
Colours of the rainbow fade in the sky
I thought this journey has another bend
There’s nothing good about this bad goodbye

To the memories, if you will remember,
All of them, they ended in December.

Tochi