Someone who can't offer much but can do many

Well man,

That's a...

Rare kind of person

To be found.

Boston

Ain't that a shame?

When I gave you "Boston"

Years ago

To heal your broken heart

From your past of bad decisions

Ain't that a shame?

That today

I dedicate "Boston" to you

To heal your broken heart

As an apology that I also broke yours

And the worst part is

Some parts of it

Open up your dearest memory

About that certain person

And the way you sang for them

"Oh dear you look so lost"

Ain't that a shame?

"Boston" that I also can relate now

The wound hits twice

A wound full of embarrassment

About "Boston", Me, and You

I'm Not a Warrior

When you won a battle,

You got the thing that you've been fighting for.

And sometimes,

Winning makes you feel like

You have everything,

And you think you can have it forever.

But nothing lasts forever,

My dear.

Maintaining is even harder than just winning.

When you lost it,

There,

You're neither a warrior or a fighter anymore.

Lost and Found

He told Prudence that Anna was the one for him. "...and with all of sudden I feel like she doesn't know me anymore".

"I know about you". 

That's what Prudence's been saying all the time.

"I lost her"

He keeps crying over Anna.

"and I've found you".

But those are the words that she never said to him, hoping that someday he would found her when she had lost for words.

Eternity

The
Week
Goes
By
So

Slowly

Since

We

Do

Not

Talk

Change is possible. Not only change is possible, but forgiveness is possible.

Healing is possible.

"It's amazing how someone you love so much could hurt you so bad. It's even more amazing how you continue to love these people even after all that they've done to you. They break you but you still believe that one day they'll be able to piece you back together when reality they'll just destroy you even more."

- Jackson's Thighs (Quoted from her YouTube comment)

So this is end of the story

Everything we had, everything we did

Is buried in dust

And this dust is all that's left for us

But only a few ever worried

Somehow, somehow

Sometimes I go running in the dark,

When I don't know how to read the stars.

But where I run, it don't matter how far,

Somehow

Somehow

I

always

end

up

in

your

arms

If you think you've had too much of this life,

Well, hang on.

It's scary how we all looked from the inside

But it all seem to be beautiful on the outside.

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And that's how life works for us.

Right?

And So Long to Devotion, You Taught Me Everything I Know, Wave Goodbye, Wish Me Well You've Gotta Let Me Go

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Are we human?

Or are we dancer?

And sometimes what I wanted to happen

was the time to work backwards.
No, not because that I feel sorry for what I did,
and change things for the better,
but because I like the feeling of having those mistakes so much.

There Are Times In Life Where I'm Not Sure About Things I See,

And some more times,
When I see you,
Life flashes before my eyes.