Tell me a story of love and loss, |
I remember when my heart broke, I remember |
I can't move on... because the only things I can find |
You kiss me now and I turn away, |
Your voice is like music to my ears; |
It's hard to wait around for something you |
And I am finally seeing, |
I wish that I could take it back. |
We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight.. & somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken. |
A person doesn't have to be perfect.. |