Nostalgia

Come along with me
To the happiest of times
So much joy to see
Forget all your crimes

Play time as a child
The butterflies of first love
Lovers touch so mild
Fly free like a dove

But I cannot stay here
I fear I must depart
For I am merely the puppeteer
And the puppet is your heart
billy0104 billy0104
18-21, M
Jan 23, 2013