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."
What hurts the most...
Was loving you so much,
But that not being enough.
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
It's the memories of you I have
That make any grey sky turn blue
And lets me know
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
When times are hard, you might stop for a bit,
But it's not over until the moment you qui
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
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Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
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