Everytime I find my way <br />there you are to 'save the day' <br />while all along I was fine <br />content for once <br />in medicore life <br />living day <br />just as that <br />a day to put into the past <br />yet when you show up <br />the past comes to be now <br />and I can't get past that <br />all the little things you bring up <br />like yesterday's yesterday <br />because I hate to tell you <br />but I honestly don't care <br />and if it is in my past <br />I want it to stay there <br />but 'saving the day' <br />means saving me <br />a girl who doesn't <br />need to be 'saved'<br /><br />Kathlyn Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/again-83/
