Funny the pictures and dreams that once surrounded you, <br />The ones that use to define you, <br />They now seem so shattered and in the past. <br /> <br />The ones that you miss ever so dearly, <br />Yet wouldn't want to revisit, <br />The dreams change you, <br />Make you better. <br /> <br />Well reality is, <br />The past is the past, <br />Though some things may hurt, <br />It's all for the better, <br />Though things may change, <br />Nothing is ever really set in stone, <br />Not until the day you die. <br /> <br />The truth is, <br />You're not supposed to know what tomorrow holds, <br />Only that it could be your last.<br /><br />Casandra Vice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/truth-302/
