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.
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
