Cry on my shoulder,
it'll always be there...
Every time we talk,
shivers running down my spine...
For whom do i write these poems?
These poems which bear the truth...
Maybe Someday
It's the month of November...
The day I met you
Was the best of my life...
You think you’re a normal person,
Just another face in the crowed...
Every time i think about us
it puts a smile on my face...
I love you, but,
You'll never know...
-From the moment I saw you
I knew we would be like glue...
I cant sleep
and when I do...
There are angels among us
Oh how very true...
As I close my eyes....
I would dreams.. of you and me...