It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a stranger
Appeared on the left corner of my laptop.
He was tall and handsome,
He had a bald head, "damn" fit,
In his late thirties,
Way better than Brad Pitt.
We clicked in a second.
He took off my gold mask,
And when his green eyes looked at mine,
They took my breath, not only that...
From time to time I find myself
Lying in these sheets,
Closing my eyes, trying to feel
That the man touching me, is him.
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
