So many words in the English language,
Yet, we're standing here in complete silence...
You say you want me to write happy prose
but anyone who knows me, knows me at all, knows...
Restless nights for a tired soul
Dreams disturb a worn mind...
I'll just try to explain how I feel the best way...
Honestly though, this is something I myself don't...
Her gaze graces angelic voices
Heart aches, painful to behold...
Hiding from the rain and snow,
Trying to forget, but i wont let go...
Blood is thicker then water
but it's oil that keeps me going...
Your face appeared,
With your blue-eyed gaze...
Late night drunken fights with you mean more
then the kisses of the thousands of strangers...
Only if she are knows
That he smile makes me smile...
From a simple Hi it starts
A friendship starts to form...
The true poetry lays in the words unwritten in the...
every time...