until its too late,you don't know what you have.or rather what you had. memories,the bitter sweet...and the ones you wish to forget...turn out to be...
you stare out the window.its still the same some mornings...you smile at it..others..no. it goes up,it goes down... kind of like a see-saw...but more...
in the distance is a story,retold so many times of happiness and beauty of courage and of charm a picture in my mind,smile dancing on my face waiting...