I love how we
tease each other with
tantalizing words
throughout the day;
like a soft breeze
flirting with the
delicate petals of
new spring.
and then when we
finally, meet at the
end of the day,
there’s magic in
everything, in
the way we gaze into
each other’s eyes.
I especially love
the way our eyes
dance with love.
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
You mean the world to me.
Nothing will ever come between us.
No matter what anybo
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
