Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
