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.
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Peace and love,
his kiss is soft as a dove.
He makes me smile all the time
<Insecurity, when you walk in the room.
Curiosity, when you stare me down.
Speechl
Have you ever held in pain to the point where it seemed like you didn't care?
You could'v
I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes
Have you ever fought an ego?
It's a pretty tough thing to beat
It has no face, no
What has happened is never spoken,
And everything around me has been broken.
Ther
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
Once a year we celebrate
with stupid hats and plastic plates
the fact that you we
