Retrospect

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.