love can bring you up, make you and create you,
into something unimaginable.
something so great, you've never thought of.
yet sadly, its the same thing that could bring you down,
destroy and ruin you.
i cant quite really pick my opinion of 'love',
its done both to me.
all these events, i just cant forget...
trust and i sought, in you,
was something i needed, something new,
for a different view of love..
so close, no matter how far,
yet i couldnt hold on, trusting..
letting go of everything, is where i am,
i want you, the better side of love,
but what will i receive?

Here i am, thinking, pondering, carefully chosing my words,


words that will build you, help you, touch you, all for the right reasons.


i cant seem to pick the right phrases, it all seems too cliche.


to put it simply, i wanna show you, with my own words,


how much you mean to me, together babe, theres nothing we cant do.


these are like special thoughts, for a special someone,


on a special night.


this night, seems to be made for love, alittle more perfect than most.


thats when reality meets fantasy, the result, love.


thats when a man finally meets his lady,


and truly can fit words of beauty,


the promise of marriage,


into words, and let it take flight.


"hey pretty, will you marry me?"

its becoming more evident,
much more obvious to me.
i thought much more of you,
than you ever thought of me.
my biggest mistake,
was thinking you cared.
was i just your plaything,
with heartstrings open and bared.
with me left here still thinking,
what was false, what was true,
so puzzling and complex,
no other clue left.
now im left wondering why,
with all the intrigue,
why am i left hanging.

thinking, cant stop thinking.
think of you, this, that, that life, that day.
that dream was mine.
you shone so bright, not like any star would.
as apparent as white chalk on a blackboard.
nothing could compete with you,
burning so brightly, so beautifully,
in my eyes you were more than a star.
but like all stars, you died.
the gas was gone,
no pull between us.
the atmosphere was dry,
i began to choke.
my world was crumbling and ending,
yours was just beginning.