August 18, 2011

Love was. . .

Love was a beautiful thing
in my painful life.
I could smile, laugh and
couldn't care less about
what other people think.
Love was a beautiful thing.

Thats why i regret
my silence back then.
Regret the things i said.
Regret not telling you how i really felt.
Regret losing you.

Love was. . . .