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.
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
