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.
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
I
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
You say you're afraid of being alone.
You can't do a thing on your own.
You don't
