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."
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
life is confusing
for all of us
no matter how small or how big
we all hav
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
