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.
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
