When tomorrows become yesterdays
Memories are made
then sometimes forgotten
Love will be felt deep wrapped in protection of tomorrow’s dream
I was never sure of your love
still unsure it was
wish I knew
probably never will
there are no more tomorrows
only yesterdays the memories left behind plus my love of which I am sure
does your uncertain love negate mine
not from my hearts perspective
you will always have my love
I will always have the memories these are ingrained
because they are of you

K. A. T. Corrigan