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."
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
