The Memory of Us

I miss the sneaking out at dawn,

and watching the sunrise on the lawn.

I miss the way we would run,

and have fun,

I miss having fun with you.

I miss the heart ache,

that I would help you through.

I miss when you would tell me everything,

we would be using up the data plan,

2 in the morning fast asleep on the phone,

You entrapped me with your smile.

Was it all worthwhile,

in the end.

Was it a good thing,

everything we were.

I think it was,

but I can't tell,

cause I'm clouded by,

the memory of us.