"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
