Dont forget to rest
Your sweet acorn eyes...
Truth is, I still love you,
in the quiet ways I don’t admit out loud...
I fell in love with you the first night.
Should’ve known better...
The sun begins to bow
As the candlelight vigil begins...
somewhere deep under
there’s a poet in me...
Even though the sound of my cries
Can only be heard in my mind...
They lifted him
Stitched his name into constellations...
The thought of what they thinking
Then they whisper how could she...
Walking along the beachy sand
Walking along hand in hand...