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.
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
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She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
