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 thought it was what I wanted.
You promised me it was.
You took me in your arms<
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
The past you cannot forget or undo
The future is all we can look forward to.
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To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
