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.
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got...
she is always
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it
I see you looking at your children,
Wondering what their lives will be.
If you ve
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
Because She Was My Best Friend
Together we would laugh, together we would cry,
With each other, we'd never be shy.
