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.
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
When I met you, my life changed
Don't know when this feeling came
I got out of be
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your tre
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
