17 weeks and 3 days,
So, I guess that is all it takes...
I have to make a confession
this poem is a dedication...
So many feelings, thoughts, and emotions.
I just dont know where to start with this...
You are special
that's no lie...
A friend is someone who excepts you for who you...
If it is not love
that we are to pursue...
You are like a bird
flying around...
I wouldn't change a damn thing about you,
no matter how bad this gets...
I'm sending a cloud to
Come and rain on you...
I think for some the greatest beauty
is what can be appreciated...
One of a Kind
water flows over stones...
Oh! such a desperate plea
Reader, can you hear his broken heart beat...