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!
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
You brought me sunshine
when I only saw rain.
You brought me laughter
whe
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
