Friday Night Making Things Right

by Dying Beautifully   Jun 12, 2007


Friday night I eagerly await it,
Anxiety kicks in I can not fake it.
My minds screaming,
Of you I'm dreaming.
Seeing you there,
Watching me have no cares.
I laugh, you smile,
I've been waiting for this moment of trial.
Moe closer, look around,
The room is quiet even with all of this sound.
Feel your breath,
Hear your heart,
That's when it starts.
I jolt with enery,
As you sit next to me.
I don't want it to end,
I've got more than just a friend.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Corruption

    This is great who ever it is about must mean alot to you good job *shakes your hand* good job

    keenan