if there was love, if there was love to be had, love to be shown, your the one this love is facing, pretty face touched by gods gracing, the one this young lover cant be without, the little girl whose love i dont doubt, who holds me tightly keeps me warm, the girl i've stayed with through the storm, to let the calming winds prevail, to grasp the future, then set sail.
it cant be stopped,
she will not have it,
the dust i have bit,
the girl i long for thinks not.
if truth do come,
then emotions are mixed,
one more time we must be fixed,
the girl i long for sees not.
when my heart is stopped,
it is surely crushed,
decisions about us should not be rushed,
the girl i long for feels not.
once again,
i take her in,
again she commits this deadly sin.
the girl i long for stops not.
the knife is in,
my heart is bleeding,
because of her simple deceiving.
the girl i long for knows not.
in time,
people are changed.
in time she became deranged.
the girl i long for changes not.
the girl i long for,
wards me away.
who would stay another day;
to face the person who hurts them most,
who will not stop until their toast,
to repeat events,
with no remorse,
to make me kick another dead horse.
to try so hard,
and fall even harder-
the simple truth finds me lacking.
When this all began, a year ago, I hoped this day would soon show. The love was there, we felt it dearly, and our lives together were put forth clearly. We were in love, to this day still are, and through that love we’ve come so far. We both have changed, it comes with age, and that’s when love did set the stage, we stuck together, through it all, our love rose high, and did not fall.
People say you can not last, teenage love is for the past. We’ve proved them wrong, our love in full ascent, if they only knew what ‘’I love you’’ meant. I’d think they’d find, with much surprise, how much love is left in our young eyes. And through those eyes, I will always see, your big brown eyes looking back at me. I still swoon in raptured bliss, every time we make that kiss, to show each other how much we care, to tell ourselves we’ll always be there.
The last year with you has been amazing, twelve less months of relationship grazing. Its good to know where your heart belongs, held by another, gripped like tongs. You are still here, and so am I, we’ve been through a lot, you’ve made me cry. Much brighter pastures are ahead, don’t look for them with unwavering dread. We are here now, together still, I’ll always love you, you know I will. To another year, with out a fetter, our love is strong, only to get better. I love you
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the happiest that i’ve ever been, the most in love i’ll ever be, until the next moment we spend together comes.
You've been waiting a year, And so have I, For this not white Christmas to arrive.
But when the presents are opened, And we look at each other, The best gift will not be unwrapped.
Because this Christmas we both shared a gift, And if you unwrap it, It may no longer tick.
“Merry Christmas Sweety“, Said with the gift of Love, This present means more than the white turtledove; For the white turtledove can be replaced if broken, But when I give you my Heart it’s a one time token, So keep this present wrapped up tight, To keep you warm on this cold Christmas night, And hold it deep inside, Right next to your heart, So when Christmas is over, The gift of Love will never part,
Merry Christmas Sweetheart.
with the initial hit, my love was shaking, nothing strong enough to begin the breaking. but more she lied, and again she chipped, only a few more times till this strong love tipped. but the love stood strong, it would not break, all my roots- my soul at stake
again my love stood strong, but now again she has done me wrong. she became the axe to my redwood tree, without her knowing- she's killing me.
my love for the girl was as big as can be, but with the slow chops and agony, the axe i love is killing me. theres one more piece of my love not torn- that in the future, i will not mourn. the love that is left has been fortified, but if i find that she has lied, the axe within her will surely glide- through the thick love i've left wide open, to kill this tree- my love lie broken.
