The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away
Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see
That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.
Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable; move on.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Don't be worried about the past.
Things like that never last.
We're better than y
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
Friendship means being there just to be there.
Friendship means listening and not asking
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
