ever wounder why? you let something go? and then you realized how awesome it really was? then you get something new, and you miss you old and other even more. but no, you can have it. its a bother. your stuck with the knew one but you want the old one back. but what now, if the old ones found a new owner, a new life, a new way of being. you wonder....why didn't i keep the old one... <br /> <br />just think about it <br /> <br />[ yeah his one didnt make much sence...but i got my point across right? ? ] <br /> <br /> <br />-becca-<br /><br />becca hansen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sad-already/
