We had been separated by time and distance and events so long, it was as if we had to get to know each other again, but if it was possible to fall in love with the same person twice, I did.
Love doesn’t always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.
I wish the night would end,
I wish the day’d begin,
I wish it would rain or snow,
or the wind would blow,
or the grass would grow,
I wish I had yesterday,
I wish there were games to play…
Grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away.
I wish the night would end,I wish the day’d begin,I wish it would rain or snow,or the wind would blow,or the grass would grow,I wish I had yesterday,I wish there were games to play…