The Way We Were

Memories like the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
of the way we were.
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
for the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
tell me could we?
Would we?
Memories may be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget.
But it's the laughter
we will remember
whenever we rememeber
the way we were
the way we were