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.
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
The past you cannot forget or undo
The future is all we can look forward to.
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It's the memories of you I have
That make any grey sky turn blue
And lets me know
Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
