Don’t dwell on what might have been or the chances you have missed.
Or the lonely nights that lie between the last time lovers kissed.
Or the lonely nights that lie between the last time lovers kissed.
Don’t grasp too hard the memory of the things that never came.
The door that did not open or the wind that killed the flame.
The door that did not open or the wind that killed the flame.
There is still time enough to live…And time enough to try again.
Be Happy.
Be Happy.
Author Unknown
