May you always have work for your hands to do. May your pocket hold always a coin or two. May the sun shine bright on your windowpane. May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you. And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you. I hope you find contentment. Maybe not swiftly, but surely.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Bygones

You might be reading this post but whatever.
Time has passed and broken things are meant to be broken,
unamended scars are meant to be scars that remains in our hearts forever.
Whatever it is, love can be nurtured yet not be forced.
What's not yours is just not yours.
You can blame it on me for my sudden change,
or even coldblooded-ness that took half our souls,
but let bygones be bygones.
Let's walk the earth together on separate paths,
change our perspectives and get a new life.

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