Virtuous

who doesn't know what I'm talking about?

Get angry at the words I say, cant comprehend time
makes me cry pain enough to see the feelings are real hurt
enough falling upon more I might see the whole thing over
Afraid of the loss the find afraid of whats left. what has
to be done ones misfortune done to loose give away.
Special bond, simple treasure foralways there forever what
to remember when reconciled again unfolds?
I hope you know what I'm talking about I'm not sure if I
do. I had a sentimental thought, it would only cause
distraction. WHERES MY NOODLES