Saturday, 19 November 2011

farewell


Farewell…………
Gudbye my trusted frnz…
Yea things songs made me realize the real farewell o frnz in ma life….
Before I was lonely in d crowd….n now its better alone!!!

Yea…4 yrs…made such a beautiful frnz….had lovely memories….but really its hard to noe tht u have no place in anyone’s heart[well it seems so]
How cud I noe…..if ppl dun tell me….i cn think anything….
Care n love is to be shown at times u noe…..thr r occasions u need to show love….coz no one want to loose anyone….n offcourse it hurts!!!
Well if my frnz consider they cud hav me even they dun care abt me….then yea…at times they cum 4 anything m thr……..else…I dun noe u now sorry.

Ppl can change….attitude can change….but we cant change the memories….thtz wt hurtzz a lot.
Well……..its better end this way…

This yr I nearly lost all of my frnzz……except really few…..
1st I wasn’t able to count them….now its too  less to count.
Well………….gudbye my trusted frnz……
We had joys we had fun….we had season in the sun….
………I noe its hard 4 me……..
Ll manage……lyf ll never be same……………n beilive me……….m @ peace!!


Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get along.
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.
Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.
You gave me love and helped me find the sun.
And every time that I was down
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die
when all the bird are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
With the flowers ev'rywhere.
I whish that we could both be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the stars we could reach
were just starfishs on the beach!!

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