I need someone to make me happy, I need someone to make me laugh, I need someone to care for me, I need someone to understand me, I need someone to always be by my side, I need someone to hold me tight, I need someone to love me That sonmeone is you!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
We drove home at seventy with one head light but little George West did not let us by without an angry notice Days passed and passed Until we were brave enough to call little George West up He said he was sorry He could fix it for us Said there'd be a price - a small one So I mailed a thank-you letter and again days passed and passed I waited and waited but little George West never called us back
You know what? Sometimes you make me so happy that i really don't care about nothing Sometimes you make me so sad that I regret meeting you sometimes you brighten me up , but sometimes your the darkness in me Sometimes you bring me the stars and the moon, but Sometime you make sure that i know that I am here in this world But you know what Not sometimes, but all times I know that I love you and your the reason why I'm happy in this big world
If only I had words to say How you make me feel each day If only I could make you feel How nothing seems to be so real
It’s like I died and left my past behind And through the blur, only memories defined. Like how it rains when we’re apart Yet when we kiss in it, you hold my heart
You captivate me by your touch, Your face, your smile, your love, and such. When I think of how I’d be without you My heart starts swelling, as though on cue
As the radio’s on and songs are played The lyrics run on, but in my heart they’ve stayed. Like when I work, and smiles are bound, They’re never as big as when you’re around.
Nothing just seems to be the same. Now that you’re here, I have you to blame. I hate you for being so close to me ‘Cuz now when you’re gone, you’re still all I see.
P.S. And everytime that we’ve broken up I’ve always felt I could hold up. But the truth is that when it becomes almost final I actually really become quite frightful.
I can’t stand the thought of losing you You’re what makes me feel so brand new. …..That’s a common phrase that people say But I really do mean it in every way.
…..I know my poetry can’t be considered art, But I meant every word, with all of my heart. …..and I love you so much, it’s just so hard to say; And it’s hard to imagine I love you more everyday.