The world could be ending
Subsiding and everybody's dieing...
But to me all I see is you
Yea life is long
And love ain't what it use to be
But you say you care more than usually
And I just have to say
Regularly, that ain't use to me
Kind hearted words
Beautiful soul
Poetry has reason
But I write mine for you
True words cause these words came from somewhere
I just grabbed you from the sky
And brought you back where
Me and you
Shared familiar memories
Created our own chemistry
Defining love inevitable
(Yea clearly that ain't use but be creative much love :)
