*ME* (^____^)\/!~: for dreams that turns to memory.~

Monday, 12 December 2011

for dreams that turns to memory.~

SOMETIMES WE SIT BACK AND REMEMBER,
THE WAY THINGS USED TO BE,
MEMORIES THAT LIE IN OUR HEARTS,
STAB US LIKE A KNIFE.
PART OF US WISHES THEY WOULD GO AWAY,
BUT PART OF US DON'T WANT TO FORGET.
THE DAYS WE LOVED SO MUCH,
WENT BY SO VERY FAST,
AND THE NEXT THING WE KNOW,
THEY'RE GONE FOREVER,
EXCEPT FOR THE PAIN THAT LIES IN OUR HEARTS.
BUT THAT'S WHEN WE REALIZE,
THAT THERE ARE DAYS WHEN WE WAKE UP,
WITH THE SUN SHINGING THROUGH THE WINDOWS,
ANTICIPATING WHAT THE DAY WILL BRING.
BUT THOSE DAYS ARE NOT ETERNITIES,
THEY AREN'T FOREVER YOU SEE.
AND WE'LL REALIZE THAT YESTERDAY HAD NOT BEEN A DREAM,
BUT A MEMORY.
TODAY IS DIFFERENT THAN YESTERDAY,
AND TOMORROW WILL BE DIFFERENT THAN TODAY.
BUT AS LONG AS WE HAVE OUR MEMORIES,
EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.

^_____^ peace!~

you eat, you're fat. you don't eat, you're a freak. you drink,you're an alcoholic. you don't drink, you're a pussy. you read,you're a nerd. you don't read, you're stupid.you tell a secret, you're an attention seeker. you don't tell a secret, you're still an attention seeker. you let someone in, you're easy. you don't let someon in, you are too uptight. you smoke,you think you're cool. you don't smoke, you're a loser. you've had sex, you're a slut. you haven't had sex, you're a frigid little b**ch. you wear make up, you're a slag. you don't wear makeup, you are ugly. YOU CAN'T PLEASE or choose ANYONE. EVER.