If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem,
So what am I to do?
If I could write a poem,
I would tell you lots of things,
Of love and happiness
and the joy your friendship brings.
But I cannot write a poem,
So you will never know
Just how much I love you,
And now I have to go!
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
I've lost a piece and it's impossible to bring it back.
I was too careless. I was too sla
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Once there was a boy who never
Tore his clothes, or hardly ever,
Never made his s
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
