The Mirror is where she sits,
With open eyes trying to find something within...

The first time we meet,
a simple party of a relative...

It starts with a kiss and suddenly im drawn in,
i stumble on my words not knowing how to say my...

Walking away finally from all the little aches and...
Not holding onto anything just being brave...

Your my everything,
and without you the sun wont shine...

Your the skip in the record,
that stops me from moving on...

Warning this isn't really a poem,
its just random stuff written down...

You say I'm using you,
but its plain to see...

Its all a game you send mixed signals,
and expect me to love you all the same...

Boy i have to addmit it,
ive tried to say goodbye...

My life was like a rainstorm,
thunder and lightenin trying to strike me down...

From the moment the seed is planted,
and the roots begin to spread...