Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my choice.
To leave hurtful memories behind
Or allow them to bother my mind...
The choice is mine.
To fret over a mistake when it's done
Or learn from it and move on...
The choice is mine.
To be bothered by all that people say
Or ignore them and go my own way...
The choice is mine.
To enjoy what I've been able to gain
Or ungratefully regard it with disdain...
The choice is mine.
Sometimes I won't get to pick my lot,
But whether I'll be happy or not
Will always be my choice.
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
To you, I promise to always be reassuring.
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
