The Past is The Past, Babe

• Artist: Bistritz
• Description: Everyone screws up, and the point of this poem is that its the past. The past is the past, and its unwanted, but someday its going to be forgotten. This is about a relationship where two people want each other, but the past is tearing them apart.
  
  Moral= Keep moving forward
• Date: 03/05/2011
• Tags: past past babe

Our past is laid on the table of the forgotten,
The past is the past, and clearly unwanted.

There was a time, we know its true,
When you wanted me and I wanted you,
But the past is the past, now clearly unwanted.

Abstract feelings, waves of emotion,
Years of pathetic, lifeless devotion.

I'll forget you, and you'll forget me,
And that's the way I should want things to be,
but somewhere inside,
I know it's true,
You still want me, and I still want you.

Our past is laid on the table of the forgotten,
The past is the past, and clearly unwanted.