The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away
Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see
That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.
Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable; move on.
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust b
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
life is confusing
for all of us
no matter how small or how big
we all hav
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
