Cheshire Grin
The climate now is changing.
Summer seems to turned to fall.
Winds that blew hot with passion
No longer seem to blow at all
There is frost upon the pumkin.
And it's only mid July.
Think what we thought was love
Were the wrong words to apply.
Seems when we made love,
In the day or even night.
Feelings stirred inside us both
There's was something just not right.
Maybe just be friends now
Is what we're supposed do.
Saying that it is easy
But in practice it's untrue.
Maybe in few months,
Or maybe even more.
Once we've gone our seperate ways
We can try to open up that door.
Can't say we don't care
Or that we didn't try.
Just that something happened
Our love it slowly died.
May have been the distance
Or maybe things we didn't say.
Just no longer had the magic
It just faded right away.
Both tried to cling
To something the past.
Not one, but both of us
Knew It wouldn't last.
Now a Cresent moon is rising
Slightly hidden by a tree.
See it rather different now
It's not like it used to be.
When the sun rises in morning
A new day be ushered in.
Though I'll be without you
I'll still have this Cheshire grin
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