I somehow still lost,l somehow always do.this time feels new .thank you for finding me and thank you for the care and fuck u for making me think that this life might be fair .
You promised to love me,a promise you have kept and i won't be sorry that you said to leap and I leapt.i won't regret what i did then though it hurts more than i could imagine back them.
Am I always starting over in a brand new story.Am I always back at one after all i have done.cause I have burned all of the bridges and learned every last lesson too.so how can I start new ?
I will love the children both fiercely and well .when they asked about you ,oh lordy story i will tell,and I won't regret the life i didn't lead.i know you,i love you,let that me all that i need.
If we are always starting over,every brand new morning.then we are always starting out with the end in doubt.we can leave life for tomorrow or grieve all that we thought we do or make each moment new.
All that has happen is happening now,all that might happen is hear somehow,all of the choices that v made me me ,all of the accident yet to be,all that is ahead,all that is behind ,it is all the moment I have made up my mind,and know in my heart and start,and i will start