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.
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is t
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
