Amidst fantasy, you'd come and go.
Throughout the river, your beauty flowed...
Does she hold your hand like me?
Does she call you like me...
Love is like a million arrows being shot through...
it hurts...
I am in love but dead inside
I wonder why she left me hurting...
When it hurts so bad,
why does it feel so good...
I guess this smile
is because of you...
As I lie with you holding you tight
I look into your eyes as they shin so bright...
I'm sitting here alone
thinking about you...
I run from my problems
my sorrow...
Roses are red
violets are blue...
<i no it looks long but its not so please read...
forget his name...
Is it my big blue eyes
or my long blonde hair...