From the first time we met i hoped you would me...
A childish thought, that i should have always...

I remember the first time you said you loved me
I swear my heart stopped...

She looks like an angel and soars like a birds on...
Even though she perfect everyone has scars...

The very touch of your hand on my arm makes me...
Not just a person who stares and thinks that wish...

Every time you me
I though i needed...

Nothing can stop me from seeing you
I never ever want to see you blue...

*NOT A POEM (kinda not really no)*
OK so you like a person...

Darkness always had its part to play
Without it, how would we know when we walked in...

Today I was looking at the sky
Trying to think about anything...

What is this challenge called love?
I think its a battle that is in possible to win...

So far i haven't heard of a cure for a broken...
One thats been torn apart...

The way she just looks at me lets me know that she...