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.
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.
You're my soul mate, you're
