Short Stories

Were you happier in life at sixteen
Or are you making strides now?
Tell me everything you can about you
Yeah, I honestly must know
I honestly must know

I often think about
The better times we shared
But those memories are fading
I often talk about
The better times we had
But those memories, they fade

I’ve been building these tall walls for years now
But I just tear them down for you
It’s not the waking up riddled with guilt
I’m just a hopeless case for romance
I’m just a hopeless case

I often think about
The better times we shared
But those memories are fading
I often talk about
The better times we had
But those memories, they fade