Beloved as a friend,
as a sister the same...
In the times we met,
We would always stay silent...
When my filter starts to roam,
I overstate my undertones...
A poor man with no name, on a horse, with no fame
set out to cross the land...
Little birdie in a cage,
little birdie i wrote a page...
Between realizing our dearest hope
or facing a disappointing outcome...
Rivals....
I love it when...
Her eyes are my memory,
sparkling, emerald gems...
They say beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder...
You always leave your foot print in the lives of...
Whenever
You are in my sight...
Is
there...
I have scars that are not shown easily
I keep my pain hidden...