Your Possible Pasts Lyrics Novels & Stories

On our eighth anniversary, my boyfriend, Liam Daniels, dragged me along to plan his marriage proposal. That exact morning, my pregnancy test came back positive. Outwardly, I teased him for ruining the surprise. Privately, I called everyone I knew to brag. My parents wept over the phone, saying time flew by too fast. My best friend, Mia Kyle, promised to beat him up if he ever stepped out of line. Even my older sister, Sarah Davis, choked up, swearing she would be there no matter how busy work got. On the big night, I wore the white dress Liam bought me. When I stepped into the venue, I realized the proposal had been transformed into a full wedding reception. I watched Liam Daniels

said Sumico fluently and steadily. “I haven’t dreamt of our previous lives for all these times, My Sumi Darling. Why can I dream of it now?” wondered Virando within his bit perplexity. “Perhaps when our love grows stronger towards each other, the memories from our past lives begin to show up piece by piece. Or perhaps… perhaps… perhaps we did have something undone, unfinished and unsolved in the past so that it appears again at this moment, in these present lives of ours in order to be finished.” Sumico tried to speak up her perspective and paradigm. “Really?”

I'll be the water of the eternal flame, I'll be the guard watch of all your favorite teams, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass I try to picture me without you and i can't Cos we could be immortals, immortals Just not for long, for long And live with me forever now, You bring the blackout curtains down, Just not for long, for long, We could be immor-immortals!! Immor-immortals, Immor-immortals, Immor-immortals, Sometimes the only way off for having any faith, I'm still comparing the past to the future, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass I try to picture me without you but i can't Cos we could be immortals, immortals Just not for long, for long,...

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth

And if it is really meant to be someday in the future, I hope our paths will traverse yet another time, and maybe then we can have a chance, a chance to happen, although I don’t hope for it is scary to expect without certainty. Where does my faith go? I placed one earbud on my left ear and played a song from Spotify. I was listening to the song, If I Were You by Switchfoot, and was looking at my face in the mirror thinking what to write next. 2020 enemies What a dismal odyssey Hell bound the apathy Is there any remedy? 'Cause we bicker over Listerine With Twitter as our liturgy What a crummy legacy 2020 enemies If I were you And you were me

But now, things were very different, and I was determined to put everything in its place. ~"Once again, I dance alone, Amidst the shadows, With my pain, Freedom arrives, And I'm not mistaken, In this darkness, I see my worth."~ The lyrics echoed in my mind, like a mantra, each word resonating with the strength I had found in myself. Humming the melody, I felt a surge of confidence building, each note reminding me that I was stronger than I ever imagined. The past had no power over me, and music was a reminder of my new reality.

Harry focus his attention back on his guitar as he plucks the strings again with his lips subtly pursed before pulls his head back close to the microphone, “The fridge light washes this room white. Moon dances over your good side, this was all we used to need. Tongue-tied like we’ve never known, telling those stories we already told ‘cause we don’t say what we really mean.” “We’re not who we used to be. We’re not who we used to be. We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me.” He shuts his eyes as his brows crease again. “We’re not who we used to be. We’re not who we used to be. We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty, trying to remember how it feels to have a hear

🎼You say you hate me, then you say you love me too 🎼 🎼Please baby, can you make up your mind🎼 🎼You say you want me, then you say you don't 🎼 🎼Ohh baby, I don't understand anymore 🎼. 🎼You said you need me, then you said you don't anymore 🎼. 🎼Ohh baby please, can you tell me what you want 🎼. 🎼 I'm getting confused, with your different sides🎼. 🎼Today you are cold, and the next you are warm🎼. 🎼What do I make of this, what do I get from this🎼. 🎼Ohh have tried, but still can't put a tag on this🎼.

"Those that tormented us before, let's bury them in forgetfulness. But there's one thing I would want to keep remembering. Our beautiful past. I may no longer remember who I am but I don't want our dear memories to fade in my heart. I still want to walk on that beautiful past with you. Can you take me there again?"

LUCIANO BLACK I turned and strengthen my long legs under the long table, I muted everything around me focusing on nothing but solitude, nothing seems to impress me these days, not even the Alpha explaining his all-perfect plan to hunt down the special rouge I seek for. These days I am always bored and angry at everything the moon goddess, the world, and myself, throughout my 1,360 years on earth you do think I have everything I wanted, yes I am blessed with immeasurable wealth, power, strength, and immortality but all that is a curse in disguise, for the one thing I ever wanted and long for is someone to care for me, someone to love me, someone who understands me better than anyone, a soul-m