Once Rendering

With every summers end,

You lose a dearest friend to the wind.

And I cannot remember,

The voice that sang inside her.

I'll try my best to stay 14

And tucked away, like it was.

And I cannot remember a face to paint a picture.

And I will never forget you, someway - somehow.

A place I feel I never knew.

And I will never forget this.

I'd trade my soul for another chance to see it through