Monday, January 19, 2026

Circles

 


I’ve been running from old feelings

I’ve been hiding from the ghosts

Of memories that haunt me

Of love that meant the most

I’ve been chasing after rainbows

Looking for that pot of gold

Now, I sit here empty handed

Feeling lonely, growing old

In a hall that’s lined with mirrors

Reflecting on my past

Faceless pictures looking back

Never meant to last

But it seems I run in circles

That lead me back to you

Memories, both good and bad

A love forever true

It’s funny, but it isn’t

It’s happy, but it’s sad

That love that was and is somehow

The best I’ve ever had 


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