The way you walk,
The way you talk,
The way you make me feel inside,
Reminds me of how much I love you,.
The way you hold me, 
Those words you told me,
Reminds me of how much I love you so.
And the way you gently touch my lips with yours,
Is when you make me love you even more.
But when I saw you and her, hand in hand,
Silently walking on the golden sand,
I felt my heart would break,
I felt my hands would shake,
But my heart was still held together,
By the bracelet you made me from straps of leather.
My hands were steady, my mind was calm,
As I held my keys and lip balm.
She held you tight, you kissed her lips,
Your hands sliding past her hips.
She said “I love you”, you replied “I love you,
too.”
It was then I knew our relationship was finally done and
through.
I got frustrated, wishing we’d never dated.
I threw the bracelet in the sand,
Dropped my chap stick from my hand.
I slowly walked to my car,
Thinking of what type of guy you are.
As I drove towards the stoplight down the street,
I thought of Willow Creek, where tonight we were to meet.
I stopped to get some sweets at the local gas station,
As I pulled out I saw you two park at Moon Sensation.
You said we’d go out for a bite,
On September 22nd at there, tonight.
You promised It’d be our special place,
Now I wish that two years ago I’d slammed the door in your
face!
Riding home a tear slid down my cheek,
As I thought of Willow Creek.
Should I be faithful and go,
All the while just to let you know,
That my broken heart was filled with pain,
And my trust was what you’d never regain?
Or should I just cry of a broken heart,
Hoping you knew we were finally apart?
But then you called upset on the phone,
Asking why I was at home and you alone.
You said calm down and reminded me,
That it was our two year anniversary.
I cried, you tried to explain,
But tears followed along with some pain.
You denied as I tried so hard to believe,
That you could be such a dirty thieve,
To have stolen my heart, then break it in pieces,
And squashed them into nothing but creases.
I was hurt and confused.
How could I have been so blind to be used?
It’s over, we’re through.
I hope she really loves you.
And do me a favor,
To love and to savor her.
Make her love you,
By the way you walk,
By the way you talk,
Make her feel good inside.
And remind her of how much she loves you,
By the way you touched her lips with yours.
There’s another thing that you can do,
Don’t screw up and send her away too.
There’s no excuses to mend my heart,
No questions that you can’t dart.
I’m sorry to see that you couldn’t be,
A better man that was made for me.
And here’s a tip, I’ll give to you,
In which is an important thing to do,
Don’t make promises that you can’t keep,
Or her trust for you will surely seep,
Through cracks in her heart,
That you made part.
But if your love does succeed,
And you have given up on greed,
Because I know of the good things you can do,
            I’ve seen it.
Just promise that the next time you say those three little
words,
           You mean it
If it’s too hard just remember,
What happened on this day in September,
And let a tear fall down your cheek,
As you think of Willow Creek.