lost love is ideal, put on a pedestal, never gathering dust or black marks
Lost love is ideal, put on a pedestal, never gathering dust or black marks
For always there will be greater and lesser than myself
You learn to love
or
Does it come in a package of forevers?
Half of me has yet to learn
Forever Love is yet to be known
my last of breath is deep, with yet a simple me of yet to please
Love however deep
seeps within me as wind to breeze
Come to me yet unaware
I'm standing here left to stare
my heart aches for you to say
How i love you yet to know
Must i continue to search within, as yet to him me yet within
Take my arms
But yet i feel noting within
My heart is yours but u don't hide
the part of me is yet to cry
come within my souls and yet to find us within
hinder
to find
yours above has flown above
crisply clear is what i've found
my sudden bell has yet to rung
Gone
Forever u and me
I wrote the first line and apparently inspired livegrover to write the poem! I feel special. I might try to write my own, I might not... My muse and I are currently in a long distance relationship.
For always there will be greater and lesser than myself
You learn to love
or
Does it come in a package of forevers?
Half of me has yet to learn
Forever Love is yet to be known
my last of breath is deep, with yet a simple me of yet to please
Love however deep
seeps within me as wind to breeze
Come to me yet unaware
I'm standing here left to stare
my heart aches for you to say
How i love you yet to know
Must i continue to search within, as yet to him me yet within
Take my arms
But yet i feel noting within
My heart is yours but u don't hide
the part of me is yet to cry
come within my souls and yet to find us within
hinder
to find
yours above has flown above
crisply clear is what i've found
my sudden bell has yet to rung
Gone
Forever u and me
I wrote the first line and apparently inspired livegrover to write the poem! I feel special. I might try to write my own, I might not... My muse and I are currently in a long distance relationship.