Its an everyday thing
Its and everyday thing
Not a day goes by
not a conversation held
that i dont cry about you
trying to describe
how i feel is only impossible
all i know
is even though far away
and out of fingertips reach
you somehow manage to fill
that empty spot in me.
Impossible Distraction
A simple nite at the fair
bright lights and food
rides and giant horses too
somehow my mind starts to wonder
the girls are there
running around having the time of thier lives
Its my first time
and all i can think about
is you
She looks at me
and questions my frown
all i can say
is dont hug me
or the tears will began to flow
from my eyes
over him...again
yes i know
i cant have him
Untitled
Sitting in the chair
enjoying the cool air
a chat with mom
leads me to tears again
the suprising confession .
of the one i am talking to
she says i am in love
all i think about
is how she always says im her lil girl
she hates that i am growing up
and doesnt like to see me hurting
but she admitts to me still
that she sees the sparkle in my eyes
and the caring in my voice
Good Times
All i can remember are the good times
i know there was a time when i was scared
but all i remember is the piggey back ride taking in the music
laying in the backseat singing
meeting the parents
storming out of coffee
driving while you took a nap
sitting and staring at the stars
wanting to fall asleep in your arms
watching you play
makeing out
getting a fat lip
watching you and the kids
the sparkle in you eyes when you talk about your brother to be
the half smile i just discovered
laying in the hammock and crying for 20 mins
your soft voice of comfort
Not a day goes by
not a conversation held
that i dont cry about you
trying to describe
how i feel is only impossible
all i know
is even though far away
and out of fingertips reach
you somehow manage to fill
that empty spot in me.
Impossible Distraction
A simple nite at the fair
bright lights and food
rides and giant horses too
somehow my mind starts to wonder
the girls are there
running around having the time of thier lives
Its my first time
and all i can think about
is you
She looks at me
and questions my frown
all i can say
is dont hug me
or the tears will began to flow
from my eyes
over him...again
yes i know
i cant have him
Untitled
Sitting in the chair
enjoying the cool air
a chat with mom
leads me to tears again
the suprising confession .
of the one i am talking to
she says i am in love
all i think about
is how she always says im her lil girl
she hates that i am growing up
and doesnt like to see me hurting
but she admitts to me still
that she sees the sparkle in my eyes
and the caring in my voice
Good Times
All i can remember are the good times
i know there was a time when i was scared
but all i remember is the piggey back ride taking in the music
laying in the backseat singing
meeting the parents
storming out of coffee
driving while you took a nap
sitting and staring at the stars
wanting to fall asleep in your arms
watching you play
makeing out
getting a fat lip
watching you and the kids
the sparkle in you eyes when you talk about your brother to be
the half smile i just discovered
laying in the hammock and crying for 20 mins
your soft voice of comfort