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 know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
I
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
