That face....
That perfect face....
I can't get it out of my head.
It looks like it was made by lace.
I can't get it out....
I've tryed so hard....
Can he be who I'm looking for?
He's just as beautiful as a jewel shard.
It's just like Twilight.
Edward and bella.
They can never stop thinking about eachother.
Nor can I about this fella.
The day we meet.
Was the day I changed.
I usually felt traped in the net.
But now I feel free.
I can't stop thinking about him.
What's happening to me?
Can this be love ever so soon?
How can this be?
Everytime I go to work,
I wonder if he'll show.
If the two weeks is finally up,
And I finally get to know.
It's true that he plays instroments.
But that I could care less.
He changed me from the person I was,
Back to the person whom I knew best.
I had loves in the past.
But none with a feeling as great as this.
Can he be real? Can this feeling last?
I need to know,
What's wrong with me!
Everytime I think of him,
I feel as though I'm flying free.
I wonder if he feels the same.
Can he be going threw the same thing as I?
I highly doubt in everyway,
That without him I can shine.
I need a sine.
I'm so confused.
What was my line?
What's wrong with me?!?
When I dream I see his face.
And when we talk.
All my pain flys away.
I can't wait to see him walk,
Right threw thoughs doors,
Comming my way.
With his arms open for a hug.
And he takes me out.
To the oceans bay.
He loves his ex.
That I don't mind.
As long as he's happy.
I'm not the guy stealing kind.
What's wrong with me?
Why can't I see it?
I know what's wrong.
I love him bit to bit.
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Some are hunted some are killed,
All that's hurt if lucky will be shealed.
However the ones who are wanted the most,
Shall have no futer, no love, and no hoast...
All that's hurt if lucky will be shealed.
However the ones who are wanted the most,
Shall have no futer, no love, and no hoast...