We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, giggling like 2-year-olds.
Making flirty remarks to each other.
We promise.
We try not to fall.
But in the end one of us does.
In our little dance of love.
Usually me.
And you're never there to catch me.
Like a good partner should.
I hit the floor.
And I hit it hard.
I pick myself up, dust myself off,
and we start the dance over again.
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
You tried so hard to win his love
You put your heart out on the line
He puts you
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
