On and off
up and down...
I want to see you
by my side...
Raindrops keep falling
reflecting my life...
Your eyes speak for you
as I cry silent tears...
Dark broken eyes
filled with the world...
Why is the word "end" in the word "friend" if friendships have to be everlasting? |
Love is like a bird. From far away it lseems so beatiful, but, the closer you get, the more you see every ugly detail. Yet, we all want to fly. |