Treasure Island

Regan Galloway


'Remember'


Remembering me, remembering you.
Remembering all we used to be.
Remembering the good times, remembering the bad.
Remembering all the lies, yet remembering the truth.
Remembering me, remembering you.

Remembering the grey clouds and remembering the rain.
Remembering the sun and remembering every rain-bow.
Remembering all the fun we had, yet
Remembering all the pain of loving you.
Remembering me, remembering you.

Remembering us, remembering the times we had.
Remembering the world and all we did.
Remembering the good things and not the bad,
Remembering all that we had.
Remembering everything fair.
Remembering all the secrets we shared.
Remembering you, remembering me.

11/22/13

Submitted: Friday, November 22, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 30, 2013

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