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.
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
Walk with me along the path,
And reach up toward the sky.
I'll be right beside yo
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
When times are hard, you might stop for a bit,
But it's not over until the moment you qui
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
I love the way you love the real me
