I look to my Love for inspiration,
She's the reflection of my words...
I don't know what to do
Do you know how hard it is not loving you...
I thought I had loved before
But this feeling is all so very new...
Broken souls gathered here,
Process of ponderous mending...
I want a boy who will move the hair away from my...
Time's a liar, in whom I trusted much
And love has now betray'd my sense as well...
Whilom, in a rainy day of early June,
While wand'ring in the Labyrinth of Solitude...
We've been through a lot
but we both refused...
A single black rose lays on the floor
Where you used to come in then shut the door...
If I ever make you cry
Then I might as well not live...
I'll take out your picture
And stare for a while...
The Kiss
We lock eyes, entangled in another's souls...