Novel & Cerita Your Possible Pasts Lyrics

I told my new lover about you, but I never told him I still have this slightest hope you'd comeback, and if that day arrives I told my new lover about you, But I'm afraid to tell him I'd comeback, once you take me with you.

Can we go back to the days our love was strong? Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong? Can somebody tell me how to get things back The way they used to be Oh, God give me a reason I’m down on bended knees “Did you call me to have a concert over the phone?” I suddenly stopped I was speechless. “Hey!”

Saint's POV This is dead. I've been here before, but it's different this time. I'm disconnected from Bronx. I don't want to be scared, but I am. I don't know how long I've been here, but I don't think it matters. Like Kas said, forever in the past and forever in the future. As long as I can find my way back to Bronx, everything will be okay.

She could only sing. I held your hand to the end I sang those songs for you Just to see you through Did they see you through? It's all your baby girl could. Jemmy couldn't understand why it had to be this song that played at the moment... Why wasn't it some other song? Why did it have to be this? She couldn't help but wonder... 57 Seconds I just counted hopelessly Please let him breathe. This verse recounted those moments of desperation faced by the singer... When she wished she had superpowers to just let her Dad breathe...

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.

"Give me one chance, baby , to correct my mistakes. I promise history will not repeat itself again. If I want, I can explain to you the reason for my sudden departure from your life. But explaining and defending my actions won't lessen your suffering and pain. That's why instead of dwelling in the past, I want you to see our future together baby. Please, I beg you to give me one chance to make things work between us. Just give me one chance to make everything fall in its place.

continue. "...when you needed me the most. Sadly, all your life. But we can't go back in time. The past is in our heads and the future in our hands, let me help you with the future" "Let me guess, the future is Anita" "You can say that, but you know what they say. Marry a girl that loves you not the one you love"

I had to understand my past to have a chance at a future. The sound of a distant howl echoed through the night, a haunting melody that stirred something within me. It was a call to keep moving forward, to keep searching for the truth. In the hours that followed, I encountered an old man, wise and weathered by time. He had a knowing look in his eyes, and when I told him my story, he nodded in understanding. "Child," he said in a voice filled with the weight of experience, "sometimes, the past holds painful secrets, and those secrets shape our destiny. But to find the truth, you must embrace the journey, even if it takes you to the darkest corners of your heart."

What if we cannot fix a thing? Would this be easier on you? "What if we’re too late Crossing these lines one by one? Would this be easier on you? "You think it’s over, cross your heart Blindfold your eyes and tape your mouth from the start You pray for sickness, I’ll count your scars Forget where you are. "What have we become? We’re digging in again What other wars have we won? History repeats itself They are the enemy, the enemy They’ll watch us self-destruct They are the enemy, the enemy

her smile was soft with an underlining of deception. It is time … Victor looked at the rising of the high moon. His eyes stayed focus while he senses the burning on his face. Tonight, he has to make his choice. As long as he was looking at the moon, his face keeps burning in remembering. He was forced to open the door leading to his painful past. What good is the past going to do me? The pain was heavy in his chest. A couple of years ago he had found Anja thinking she was his true happiness. He was a happy man and especially when they both soon learned that they are going to have a child.