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."
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
I sit here waiting
waiting for you to see
that time is running out
come o
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
To you, I promise to always be reassuring.
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
