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.
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
Y
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
