I'm not oust to impressing her
I'm so oust to be impressed by them...
Candle-lit dinner lights up the room,
I wonder when you'll save me...
Need to hear your voice
Reaching for a phone...
Welcome to the white forest
Where dreams become real...
If I had the chance, could make the choice,
To see your face and hear your voice...
I Never Forget...
I never forget...
For you to understand this one you have to know...
I was in this crowd...
Once, My heart was broken,
like a shadow in the dawn...
(Shakespearean sonnet in Iambic Pentameter)
I’m that subtle breeze you choose to...
You think I don't miss you
whenever we part...
There are only two things I want from you.
Your undying love for me...
Upon an icy wake and a broken heart,
you stab with a bitter touch...