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When I look back,

I wish that you were the man you never became.

I guess now I realize how many things change.



I think of summer breezes,

how we sat out on your back porch.

Unseen to all the world, as the sun continued to scorch.



Thoes were my happiest times.

Your atomosphere brought so much joy.

Me and you, the classic tale,

of a love story, girl and boy.



Now the winter has peaked its head,

and woke the coldness from its bed.

When the frost came, it captured my heart.

It swept away our classic start.



Its been so long since we sat on your front porch..

the song has lost it's painful scorch.



I know winter will leave again,

please winter go back to bed.

When I look back,

I know it will be hard for the warm weather to come.

I will miss our long drives, and lying in the sun.



Why must they bring back so much pain?

They bring back the memory of you again.



Why oh why did you become a different man?

we were perfect together as we held hands.

Of couse, I know that I changed too,

but still I cannot help be missing you.



I wish I never met you,

because warm breezes just might be my death.

Thinking of your green gardens,

and the memories we left.



I don't know what I will do,

when the warm weather comes,

but I will always remember the love you gave,

under the undying sun.