As you can probably tell, im into all of the arts, mostly the writing and acting ones though. I've decided to post a few of my things here as soon as I can finish them, and I love comments because i know then that there are actually people out there who my poems have touched and that suits me just fine. haha anyway, see you later. :) |
I can not tell you,
how much I care...
My eyes are now open, to the wonders of love.
Crisp and clear, soft and sweet, like the coo of a...
The pain in my heart, grows a little each day.
All because I don't ask if we can, I don't ask if...
I saw you there that fateful day
You looked at me and I couldn't look away...
The pain is deep,
the wound won't heal...
A small flower blooms in my mind
It's quite pretty if I do so say...
If you came up to me
And asked who I was...
All of the pieces are coming together
I can't think of anything better...
I looked around and saw you,
but didn't know what to think at the start...
Le mie rotture del cuore alla vostra memoria
My heart breaks at your memory...
Sometimes I like to sit and watch life go by. Then sometimes I like to stick my foot out and trip it up a little. |
If the english call it "french kissing" when the french kiss...do the french call it "english kissing" when we do? |
Love is like a rose, take care of it and tend to it every so often, it will bloom into a beautifull thing. But give it too much...and you could drown it till it dies. |