My Loue in her Attyre doth shew her witt, It doth so well become her: For eu’ry season she hath dressings fitt, For Winter, Spring, and Summer. No Beautie shee doth misse, When all her Robes are on: But Beauties selfe shee is, When all her Robes are gone.
Whats love People been asking me If u think u knoe wat love is Then what is it Many people can cum up with lots of things dat mean love well whats love 2 you. To me love is All about caring, sharing, protecting, giving, trusting, loving but most of all love its sumone u […]
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;– Turn wheresoe’er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen […]
I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Everyday i lay in my bed and pray, asking god why our love is fading away, i ask him each and everynight if he might, prevent us from all this hate and the fights, why cant u just please realize, that i am not like all those other guys, you are like my desired love, […]
Give me your heart so my true love can show I promise I’ll cherish it I’ll treat it like gold Don’t be afraid for it being torn Your heart was mine since the day you were born It might have been broken before in the past we can put it together our love will make […]
Dreaming about you and me, waking up and knowing itll never be. You are always in my dreams, I dont know why, or what it means. My dreams are filled with thoughts of you, Us together, someday two
It’s crazy how bewitching it is tonight Everything’s frosted and still The whole world is holding its breath As we crunch through the softness Hand in hand. The purple-grey sky is a blanket and the world sleeps underneath with sugar-plum branches and sugar-snow icing that frosts everything magical. The powdered ice-sugar sifts down catching my […]
You want to know what hurts the most? Not losing him, not that he likes one of my friends Not the way we embraced, not the way we held hands The thing that hurts the most is my heart It holds the memories that make it ache
If I could have my dreams come true These are the things I’d like to do. To have a cabin deep in the woods, And someone to share both the bad and the good. We’d lie by the fireplace,forever it seems, And share with each other our future of dreams. As we tire of talking,we’d […]
