looking over the pieces that are left, i wonder if i can make them fit………………………..in  order and ready to go on……………the truth is i can’t

i won’t assume all the responsibility for what happened, and i can’t recover the smiles that were wasted

i look in your eyes and see the  flickering of lost fires, that danced on cold winter walls, sitting for hours with loneliness waiting for love to return and it never came

the winter snows melted but they never let us forget, how cold love can be after you try to reheat it too many times

peace is knowing when to quit