All i write is true and real.What has happend to me and what i live and what i think is the truth. |
One Step.................
Remember when we first met and did not want to be...
Love has a warmth
I have been burnt...
Thinking about us
All day thats what i think of...
In this life time
Some think its all typical...
Promises are made to be broken
Virgins are meant to be broken...
I am tired of pretending my hands are yours,
Hugging a pillow that is named after you...
Me and my head can't stop having re runs of you in...
We just met and for a moment...
Leave the lights on.I am not scared of the dark,just a little scared i won't see you when you sleep.I want to see that half smile that you can'y wipe when you are deep in dreams. |
Lottery a poor man's intangible dream of Jack the Pot, |
A lonely wandering soul that is mine, |