Sunbeams shine through pearl white panels
and the warmth rises in the room...
It is but love
Which spins the Earth...
Uncomfortably confused
Irreplaceable soul...
I miss the little things
I miss the good morning texts...
Why Do I Do The Things I Do
Why do I do the things I do...
This probably isn't the smartest thing to do,
But since last we spoke...
Strolling down an empty hallway,
My footsteps echoed...
She's more than a person
My heart and my soul...
I close my eyes and being to pray and think of all...
Im a small piece of paper
Thats comfortable in pink...
My deep undying love for you my dear.
Will not be broken I will fight to keep...
Who would of known one little comment would change...
Love we had for one another suddenly started to...