and this is part of it,
here goes...
Lost love is still love.
It takes a different form, that's all.
You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.
But, when those senses weaken, another heightens.
Memory.
Memory becomes your partner.
You nuture it,
You hold it.
You dance with it.
Life has to end.
Love doesn't.
It takes a different form, that's all.
You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.
But, when those senses weaken, another heightens.
Memory.
Memory becomes your partner.
You nuture it,
You hold it.
You dance with it.
Life has to end.
Love doesn't.
And true enough. memory is what's left in me.
Things shall get better I guess,
let's just hold on to it, and things WILL get better.
let's just hold on to it, and things WILL get better.
30th day we broke up
30 days,
a month
enough of mourning
enough of tears
30 days,
a month
enough of mourning
enough of tears
Grace!! get your butt back in action!!
don't let the one who cares down
don't let yourself down
Girls power ROCKS!!! and will still rocks!!
don't let the one who cares down
don't let yourself down
Girls power ROCKS!!! and will still rocks!!
1 comment:
Something to keep you going.
"When the one you trusted the most, betrayed you;
When the one you cherished the most, walked away from you;
When the one you loved the most, left you;
Life just doesn't feel just as good anymore.
But walk on.
Because the one who is going to trust you,
the one who is going to cherish you,
the one who is going to love you,
will be at the next crossroad,
to walk down the same path with you."
Cheers and take care !
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