суббота, 17 декабря 2011 г.

HOLDING ON......

I don't want to lie here alone
I don't want to fall asleep without you by my side



I don't want to be numb
I don't want tears rolling down my cheek
I don't want us to fall apart forever
Come back, am still here

Waiting for you
Waiting for your touch
Waiting for your love

Holding on to our love

Holding on to the time we spent
Like free birds doing things which were lame <3

I can't let go off our love we lived for once
I want to see the sunrise and the sunset once again with you by my side
Am holding on to those moments till my last breath
Turn around am still here

Waiting for you
Waiting for your touch
Waiting for your love

Holding on to our love.....

пятница, 12 августа 2011 г.

A ZILLION TIMES


I have seen you a zillion times
And every time I see you
I fall in love with you all over again
My heart starts to race
My frown turns into a smile
And all my worries are now in my past

You give the sweetest hug
Your sense of humor is like no other
The ability you have to make me smile
Is all you need to love me

Your laugh is so sweet
Your hug gives me warmth
You, yourself relive me from all pain 

The way you comfort me is just amazing


Every time we say good-bye
I start to cry
I say I LOVE U too many times
I said I LOVE U a zillion times.

среда, 13 июля 2011 г.

Unknowingly






WE MET COINCIDENTALLY
AS DAYS PASSED WE TURNED TO BE GOOD FRIENDS


THE BOND SUDDENLY SEEMED TO BE SO STRONG
I USED TO FEEL SO SAFE IN THERE 
BY A VIRTUAL THOUGHT OF YOUR EXISTENCE


THOUGH YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE FOR ME
ALWAYS TOLERATED MY TALKS DAYS AND NIGHTS


BUT I HAVE ALWAYS HATED IT
THAT YOU USED TO BOOZE AND TEXT ME :(
ANYWAY YOU HAVE BEEN A GREAT FRIEND


WHEN YOU SAID YOU MISSED ME 
AND I SAID I DON'T
THE REASON FOR ME  NOT MISSING YOU
WAS BECAUSE SOMEWHERE DOWN THE LINE

среда, 22 июня 2011 г.

BIRD on the fence

                                                                There's a bird
                                                                outside of my window,
                                                                sitting on the fence
                                                                as if waiting
                                                                for someone,
                                                                or something
                                                                to come,
                                                                to happen.

                                                                He turns his head
                                                                curiously towards me,
                                                                and i smile
                                                                as if he
                                                                understands.

                                                                For a short time,
                                                                we share a moment
                                                                share a certain sadness
                                                                in our waiting
                                                                for someone,
                                                                or something
                                                                to come,
                                                                to happen

                                                                He looks around,
                                                                head jerking
                                                                to and fro,
                                                                as if trying to decide
                                                                which direction,
                                                                which wind
                                                                to carry himself on,
                                                                to float carelessly on

                                                                I would've offered a suggestion,
                                                                but I think
                                                                he made up his mind
                                                                on his own,
                                                                and disappeared from the fence
                                                                in a blur of dark feathers,
                                                                and silently
                                                                I wished him luck
                                                                in finding
                                                               what he was waiting for
                                                               what he was looking for.

воскресенье, 29 мая 2011 г.

AS DAYS PASS BY I LEARN......



To always dream
However it may never come true
But that's the best way
To live life through

To dream so high
Never give up and always try
Never let go or say goodbye

That when there is darkness
For sure dawn is the next
And when everything is so tiring
For sure there would be time to rest
 

To always care for a friend
Always be true and never pretend
Always love with no end
And the broken hearts try to mend

Never to feel the hate
Always be confident and never hesitate
Always believe in fate

That lovers meet & stay together
And others are apart
So if you are one who have been left behind
Don't cry and suffer
Just search for a new start

The past I must forget
And nothing needs my regret

To open my heart and forgive
Cause that will help me to survive and live
 

To always offer my helping hand
And never doubt in people when there is no proof
And always try to understand

Not to be shy
If I have done something wrong
But to admit it and be proud that I have learned
A lesson that will help me to be strong

воскресенье, 8 мая 2011 г.

From the Beginning till the End....




It started out a simple hello,
and ended with a single goodbye,
the painful memories of that day,
still makes me cry.

When I look back at when we first met,
how we were the stalkers,
it started out as a simple game,
but stronger it became.

when i look back at when we first held hands,
I remember how you looked,
you were as red as a rose,
and both your hands shook.

when I look back at when we first said I love you,
I had believed it was true,
I had given my everything,
all to you.

When I look back at when we first kissed,
I knew this was bliss,
a joy I had recieved that would be endless,
but I was wrong for this.

When I look back at when we first said goodbye,
it wasn't a word we'd repeat,
it was the final word we'd say forever,
the last time we'd meet.