I used to want to know you, before I did.
I used to want to love you, & I did.
I used to try & forget you, & now I have.

I've lost myself in what might have been.
The ability to move forward seems SO thin.
I thinkof what I want & grin - slightly.

It's better to raise a BOY to be a MAN,
than to allow a MAN to be a BOY.

I can sit by the phone, dream about what might have been, but that would be the same as forgetting me.

The measure of a man, can be seen in his truths.

Forgiveness and trust are not automatic.

In life, everything changes. It is up to you to make things better, or allow them to get worse.