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."
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
A friend is a person
who has always has your back,
a person
who has faith
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
For me, life is a struggle.
It's an impossible reality every single day.
I try to
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
I told you I loved you.
You didn't hesitate to say it back.
You held me in your a
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
