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've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
If you take me,
Take me for who I am.
If you love me,
Accept me with all
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
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