BoomBox

You left me in such a cloud,
White and pink all in a mist.
Our love firstly innocent,
Now all in a lovely twist.

Left with hope locked in heart,
A name within it.
A lovley smile to keep me warm,
And a passion recently alit.

My heart isn't made of music,
But you still tend to beat within it.
Our song always set on play,
The rythm always throbing in the pit.

Our hearts aren't made of glass,
But everyone can see through.
Our love is intertwined,
Throu and throu.

Our hearts sing a beat,
One unhearable by defeat.
One day we will be together,
All by ourselves forever.

Waiting is so hard,
But the day isn't that far.
Just waiting here for my melody,
To come here and set me free.