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.
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
