deep secrets poetry
Memory of the Past
Your a memory of the past,
Because it did not last.
Your memories are enough,
So please give me no more stuff.
I loved you once, And I love you still.
But i have to move on, As it is GOD'S will.
In my mind you will always be,
However I need to live the life that is me.
©Miahcahla Phillips July 4, 2013.