Fleeting moments

The truth is hard to swallow
But you won't be my tomorrow
I hate to say
But I miss the way
You would always scold
Never did it seem cold
I hate to say
But I miss the way
You hair fell
Strawberries as a smell
I hate to say
But I miss the way
You used to say stop
Till thirst made us drop
The people we live behind
Are the one lost in time
Can't stand to admit
That my heart took a heavy hit
Too much pain
All in vain
A broken being
Not me it would seem
The lies we spoke
Were partial truths when wrote