Old Times With You Poem by carla joy cuala

''i remember the old times
how i cross the line
to be with you that very time''

the memories brings back
how we walk with holding hands
how we share sweet words
how we build our own world

the moment still plays on my mind
every part of it still reminds
it still touches my heart
still grows inside

the places recalls the moment every hour that pass
and will be remembered, will never last
i will treasure those times
those memories, those that push me
cross the line to be with you