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."
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I've always viewed life from the sidelines,
Just watching it passing me by.
In th
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
Always and forever is so far away,
But know I'll stand by you for every last day,
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
