Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
You're a very special person.
I'm glad that you're my friend,
For when I need a l
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
