I did something that made me proud.
I went to my private blog that I used to keep,
read all the sad, lingering entries one last time.
And I deleted them once and for all.
Reading through them,
made me treasure who I have right now.
What is past, is past.
B ever said, who doesn't have a past?
Yes, I had that past.
And it filled with nothing but hurt.
But its all over now.
Cause you bring the colours into my rainbow.