Dark NightsA Poem by Zachary Judewritten 11/8/19
First dates, dark nights
Rolling Cadillac Your hand's in mine And I keep thinking How lucky am I? Bright days, brighter nights You say you love me Sitting shot-gun by my side And I keep thinking How lucky am I? But that was before You tore it all up Tainted the memories You stole so much from me And if it hurts so much now Then really, how lucky was I? You're moving on, but I'm reliving the past Everyday's a new memory I try to forget fast But there's no forgetting you And those dark nights.
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