How come these things can never be easy
Why do we tend to forget the wonderful things
Anger
Hate
Rage
They cloud our minds
What about the times when we were happy
Smiles
Laughing
Love
Where did that go?
Could such a thing just be washed down the drain?
Memories erased
or fading into the background
How does one keep the good times close?
1 comment:
I have to say that is a gorgeous picture. Where was it taken?
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