Times blissful thoughts entering my soul at night,like the wind touching my skin and holding my heart up high.
As I sit back and take a single breath, I begin to write to get my love off my chest. its not easy to give up whom
you dream will come back... I'll think of her when it rains, when it shines, when I smell lilac. Many will come and go
and some never to return but she will always have a place in my heart even if I don't return. life is a special gift
I hope she uses it wisely and to never take a day for granted, she knows in her heart we were suppose to be but I need
to make her want it, need it and believe...
Times painful thoughts enraged in me, what do I say? He stole me... my life... my way. Four years of friendship, adventure,
and lies... its a strange feeling knowing people are always jealous and envious of you, going to far, pushing it
to the limits just trying to make it seem they were you. If it wasn't for him maybe I would be in my little brothers
life, maybe my old man would of never gotten questioned if he did it or maybe I could still think maybe she would become
my wife. I live by a quote "Friends come and go but pain last forever" and I thought I was careful but you can't
judge a book,not by the cover but by the used pages... so don't just glance, sit down,sit back and take a real
hard look.
