Why does music,
play so gently...
Believe in me
trust never does come easy...
To love
burning inside a feeling...
Gloomy,
dark grey skies above us...
I am color blind
plain days pass by...
Life is a puzzle, its incredible and neat,
without all the pieces, it is not complete...
Love is hard,
sometimes kills us inside...
Love is
singing her favorite song to her...
Roses are red,
Violets are blue...
Don't change for a guy. If he truly wants you, he...
Love can be like a fire, it has to burn out...
Love is a game
that always end the same...