My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
If you take me,
Take me for who I am.
If you love me,
Accept me with all
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
