Old Wounds, New Love

I remember the past

The talks

The laughs

The tears

All that were so clear to my heart have faded away

Broken hearts never heal

I loved him once

I miss our talks

And the feeling of new love

It's gone now and I have a love

He is my only

But I still remember his voice

I'm glad for the talks

I regret not a moment

I still wonder...

But I have a love

Sleeping soundly in bed, I look at him

And even though we are arguing, I love him with all my being

I wouldn't trade him for anyone in the world

He's my life

I would die without him

But I still remember his voice...