After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In the intensity of its fires,
There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days
Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze.
So after Love has led us, till he tires
Of his throes, and torments, and desires,
Comes large-eyed Friendship: with a restful gaze.
He beckons us to follow, and across
Cool verdant vales we wander free from care.
Is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
Why are we haunted by a sense of loss?
We do not wish the pain back, or the heat;
And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
