Two old friends met on the street,
Hadn't talked in many a year;
"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,
"I'd really like to hear."
"George has a Master's in literature,"
The other said, with pride,
"And Mary's a grad in modern art,
Her career she has yet to decide."
"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,
While the other displayed defeat;
"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,
"But wit
I met you as a stranger, then took you as my friend.
Our friendship is something that wil
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's i
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
Give me your loving,
give me your heart,
give me everything we won't be apart.
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Her long black hair blowing in the wind
I slowly kiss her soft black skin
The way
