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.
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
I start my journey on having faith
That someday I'll find my day
I know this day
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whe
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
It's an unexplained feeling that we all hope to find
That wonderful feeling that seems to
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
