I now know things...
things...
You trust that they won't let you down
But then they do...
Sing me the song,
the song i want to hear...
You seem so sad
but i guess i understand why...
Three small letters...
adding up...
I can't write the words that leave you chilled.
My voice can't portray the emotions I feel...
Beauty radiates tween conversation as
Roses mixed with greenery, remind me...
I communicate
best with persons whose language...
Holding on for dear life
Waiting for the storm to pass...
Perfect.
A cursed seven letter word...
JUNE 20TH 2008
UNDER THE TIDE...
Let's play a game,
just you and me...