Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that mean anger?
If it does, then why do I feel hollow?
Pain. Does that mean suffering?
If it does, then why does it feel comforting?
Memories. Are they not images of the past?
If they are, why are there only shadows?
Smiles. Does that mean happiness?
If it does, then why does it hurt?
Life. What does it mean?
Should it mean any of these things?
If it doesn't, then why are they there?
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,
I loved her looks, I loved her stare.
I loved
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
We've all been through thick.
We've all been through thin.
We've all been to the
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
It's that look in your eye.
It's the smile on your face
That makes time slip by,<
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
