I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found the words for him
In his eyes.
Brown is the color of
Autumn leaves,
When the color is fading,
The trees are bare,
And it marks the season's greetings.
Brown is the color of
Concrete once the rain hits.
It falls to the pavement and leaves a sparkle
When it passes and absorbs in.
Brown is the color of
His eyes,
The color of fading,
And the color of change,
Sometimes the good and sometimes the pain.
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
