The Past is the Past
Tickling, flirting
Kissing, and biting.
The past is the past.
They did so much
In so little time.
The past is the past.
His innocence wasted,
Heart broken again
but the past is the past.
Sang to myself
To relieve the silence.
The past is the past.
Surrounded by lovers
As I read so alone.
The past is the past.
Drove people away.
Bitter, corrupted.
But the past is the past.
We found each other
In our worst of days.
And those days are our pasts.
We helped and supported.
We fought difficult emotions.
The negativity is our past.
We are making it through
With much more to come
And we are each other's future.