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.
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.
You're my soul mate, you're
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
