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.
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
