Theres this feeling I havent the words for
It grows as we talk more...

When pens bleed words on paper
It opens up your soul...

There is all that there will be
Saddest thing...

I had stopped thinking about you
But now I cant...

Happy is not what I am nor am I sad
I am only frustrated not mad...

Cupid has been shot dead
the head lines of a paper...

Youre going to smile, I know you will
Because I wrote you this poem, your hearts feeling...

You hate me now, i know you do
i can tell when i look at you...

So cold almost frozen
Done crying, dead within...

There will never be a day that you dont cross my...
there is never a good time...

I could have never of been this brave or strong
Dont know if I could have last this long...

He holds me close, we dance, we kiss
I love him...