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.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
The worst pain known to me
Is to be stuck on a love that never could be,
To love
