Swimming in pools
of my nomadic emotions...
Some say silence is golden,
But its like drowning in slow motion...
Chorus:
Okay can I just say something crazy...
Bruise my hurt. Hurts.
Write! I can't...
I remember how we first met
I remember how we won our love...
I can still vividly recall the first time I met...
You did not notice me but I did notice you...
You know that four letter word ?
The one you use to express something...
Yes.
I remember then...
Dear dad
No matter how big i become today...
My thoughts on this book
are...
First Love
The preachers voice dust dry...
You take my hand in yours,
And whisper in my ear...