Someone approached me,
Into my life...
But words remain words.

What if i told you,
I couldn't get use to
Anything this good...
Not use to you,
But history...

The past still seems to linger.
The hurts, the feelings
Hovering around me.
My days will wind down
Whenever i got a hold of a part of it,
And not doing anything to express it out.

So, i found hope in other's joy.
I don't blame anyone for what
I'm bearing.
I'm just glad experiences let me see
What's coming.

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