Take me back to the morning meetings in our hall
Where the rest of the world didn't matter at all
Take me back to leaving study hall to meet in the library
Where I realized you were also in love with me
Take me back to our very first kiss
Where my nerves melted away into wonderful bliss
Take me back to our Chicago trip day
Where I felt the weight of my problems slip away
Take me back to your final song
At graduation where I knew it wouldn't be long
Take me back to our ice cream dates
Where we talked for hours and everything was great
Take me back to the last kiss goodbye
That night I knew neither of us would have dry eyes
Take me back to the best times with you
Take me back to the times when I didn't miss you
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Author:
cutelilcardinal (
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Comments1
Great poem yearning of the good old days with a lover. Great write, keep up the splendid work.
-Theta
Thanks so much 🙂
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