Jazee

As I lay here thinking about times once past, I can't help but think about once joyful times, Times that were once, and will never be, Times I wish still existed, Times that will never be In this time of tearful desire, I can't help but think, what if, What if I would've, what if I had? What if time would have stud still for those brief minutes? But things did not go as planned, Things did not happen the way I had wished, So in this my final vow, I will hope to descend into a world with out pain A world with out hurt, A world with out these once happy toughts.