Year ago

Year ago, we came to the end of the line, 
both went our separate ways, 
but your memory keeps calling me back. 
Calling to me from a distant shore, 
back to your arms once more.
I try to resist and carry on, 
but your memory keeps calling me back, 
like some overplayed song. 
I have a different life now, 
the life we had is now over and gone.
Traces of our love they still remain, 
but I cannot go back, I don’t feel the same. 
Each day it gets harder fighting the urge, 
for your memory keeps calling me back, 
saying with you is where I belong.