Here I am alone again
But all the sudden I feel home again
As if maybe thats the way it should be
That i can only enjoy things
After they’ve passed.
I can be there and crying
Look back on it smiling
I can only enjoy things in memory
Because that’s all you are to me.
You know they say each time
You recall a memory
It becomes more distorted;
More of what you wanted it to be,
And less of what actually happened.
This seems in line with the
Human design,
We’re never really happy
With what happens
Because we’re constantly saying
“I could have
Done that
Better”