It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
A friend is a person
who has always has your back,
a person
who has faith
I live with depravity,
Pressure like gravity.
Why can't they just see
I w
Sometimes, I often wonder why something shouts as loud as thunder
It was there inside of
A best friend is the one
who you can
talk to when no one is around
A best
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
