Coming to the realisations
As I thought this through
Its becoming plain to see
It was too good to be true
Here I was with memories
Of times too good to last
I had thought of this often
As I look back in the past
Looking back at promises
I began to think were real
Because what used to be
Had such magical appeal
As I never stopped hoping
Those times would return
Being too good to be true
Its another lesson to learn
