you fucked up, so did I,
why keep those fuck ups
always on our minds?
we say sorry, and sorry,
but does it ever work?
these sorrys have been said
so many times, it's lost it's meaning.
every fuck up we have,
that we dwell on, pulls us back,
to where we started from.
love has no room for regret,
and 'what if''s.....
life is short....kiss slowly
love deeply, forgive quickly....
my feelings for you.....
are as strong as we are....
and our fuck ups
get in the way of our time....
our time is short, it ticks away
and never stops for me.
our fuck ups lead us down
another turn in our path...
I don't want this to hold us back,
I want the past to stay the past....
I want whatever fuck ups we had,
and whatever's to come,
to never get in the way,
of making things better.... |
