Locked away in dark recesses yet the memory still lingers on
The love that died a slow death
It had bloomed like a sunflower in the spring sun
Survived years of autumns and winters
That one night destroyed it
They thought they would weather the storm
But this one blew them off course
Destroyed their moorings
Left them stranded dry and without the roof called love..
I know I know..its corny but the words would not stop :)