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.
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
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She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
