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 entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
When I am hurt
And broken apart,
When I have no purpose in life,
You tell
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
