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."
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
