untitled....

For every piece of happiness I hold, there's a piece of unhappiness waiting to be dredged up.
You and I are no different, the ups and downs never seem to quit.
For every good memory sits a more painful one, creeping closer and closer 'til I can take no more.
The words come and the words go, so why can't we start over?
Lets ride this cycle backwards to the starting point.
Go back to where we used to be.
Erase all of the hurtful things that were said, take back the glares and unfulfilled promises.
Lets savor the good times.
Until we can, I'll step back on this train and enjoy the ride as it comes.
I'll hold on and brace myself for the fierce winds that are sure to blow.