I understand
I have life to live
I ought to make good memories
(With No Remorse)

Blue
They call it the color of sorrow
and use it to depict
deepest sadness and mournful
sentiments
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Blue
The color of tears
The color of the stormy sea
The color of veins in ice cold skin
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I say that Blue is not the color of sorrow
It is the color of the dress
she wore to her first date
It is the color of her eyes;
and don't they look like the sea?
:::
And the sea isn't sad - it's beautiful
and full of life, like her smile
when she sees her favorite flower;
Bluebells

I didn't want to give up on us
Thought I would stick with you through the worst
So you can fault me if you want
But you gave up on yourself first

Love is unfading
Love is unconditional
Love is worth waiting
Love is like a dove
Frail but beautiful
Love is rare
Love is once in a lifetime
True love is not ***
It's not given to anyone
True love is given to one person
Today true love is rare
Rarer then anything imagianable
This is not a poem
It's an announcement
If you've experienced true love
Don't let it go
Don't be like most people today
If you connect with someone
Don't let them go
Wait for your true love

That moment when out of nowhere
Something is triggered and you can’t break out
The feeling of suffocation is overwhelming
Anxiety and fear are in doubt
Just take a deep breath and relax your mind
It too will pass and all will be fine…