By Katherine Kaufman
I remember a time I once felt left
I knew this guy, we fit like a glove
All of his ways made me feel complete
Of course now thats nothing but obsolete
My insides are burning cause he drained me so dry
Theres no longer passion, so why bother try?
Maybe because I remember him warm
and not in this terrible distant form
So now I’m left here feeling nothing at all
Remembering love that I thought wouldn't fall.