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.
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
