Life, Love and Regrets

My niece just returned my university's-day textbooks that she borrowed years ago, guess she was just spring cleaning her room... argh! I've been procratinating to do mine. Anyway, just as I was flipping thru' the books, (checking if there's any old forgotten love notes i left in there... haha as if!) I found this slip of paper that had several poems that I copied from somewhere.... it brings back memories

FORGET HIM!

Forget his name, forget his face

Forget his kiss and warm embrace

Forget the love you once knew

Remember he has get someone new

Forget him when you hear his song

Forget you cry all night long

Forget how close you once were

For now he got her

Forget his smile, forget his grin

Forget the dimple on his chin

Forget the way he held you tight

Remember he was hers tonight

Forget the time that goes by fast

Forget the love that now had past

Forget he said, "I'll leave you never"

Remember he said, "Goodbye Forever"

WHEN YOU ARE OLD AND GREY

Since I still appreciate you dear

Let's find love while we may

Cause I know I'll hate you dear

When you are old and grey

So say you love me here and now

I'll make the most of that

Say you love me and trust me

For I know you'll disgust me

When you're old and getting fat

Your teeth will start to go dear

Your waist will start to spread

In twenty years or so dear

I'll wish that you were dead

I'll never love you then at all

The way I do today

So please remember

When I leave in December

I told you so in May

COAT

Sometimes I have wanted to throw you off like a heavy coat

Sometimes I have said you would not let me breathe and move

But now that I am free to choose light clothes or none at all

I feel the cold, and all the time I think how warm it used to be...

TRUE OR BLUE

I do not have a clue

On what I should do

Should I be blue

Or should I be true

If blue I choose

Will I be bright

Who will I lose?

Who will I bite?

If truth overcomes me

Am I on my own?

Will other support me?

Or will friendship be torn?

SOMETHING TURNS TO NOTHING

Something turns to nothing

And nothing makes you cry

There was something in that something

It's gone and you wonder why...

Life can't be lived on one thing

For that something could be that something

So wipe those tears of nothing

For tomorrow there will be that something.

Haha...try to make sense of the last poem. All I can deduct that you'll lose something one of these days - its part of life- but don't lose hope, for tomorrow is a new day with more opportunity and promises ^_^