its not the time that was diverted,
or the moments that we left deserted,
its not the little things that were left unsaid,
its not those things that you misread.
its not the times you were misinformed,
or the little things that you ignored,
its not any of those things at all,
its not the times you dropped the ball.
its not the hours you spent explaining,
or the endless days of your complaining,
its not the times you'd bitch and moan,
its not even the long car rides home.
its not exactly what you are thinking,
or the answers that you're still seeking,
its not something that is misleading,
its only something simple.
I remember the times we used to play,
the times we'd laugh and fight and pray,
I remember just the happier times,
the times were simple when no one cried.
I remember us the way we were,
the days when things were still all good,
I remember those days we used to have,
I remember those days with Mom and Dad.