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A poem for the one true love of my life. I wish I could change the past, but I can only change my future. To About Time: Thanks for giving us something to look forward to every month. It means a lot.
I will always love you
Something special, something true,
The perfect future I wanted with you,
Something crazy, something great,
All of the things that are worth the wait,
Know that you're hurting, and aching inside,
For all of the times that made you cry,
The way that I hurt you, the things that I said,
All of the doubts that I put in your head,
Constant reminders of mistakes that I made,
Are something that likely won’t go away,
All of the nights that I left you alone,
All of the times you sat by the phone,
I am so ashamed, I wish I could change it,
No words could describe how much that I hate it,
Honest to God you're the most beautiful girl,
If I could do it all again I would give you the world,
Someone to lean on, someone to trust,
Someone to give you everything that's a must,
Know that it's hard and might feel like a waste,
But the sky is the limit for your love that I taste,
Miss your smell, your face and your lips,
Your smile, your legs, your hair and your hips,
Will we work out, only time will tell,
But either way I love you, and I do wish you well
A poem for the one true love of my life. I wish I could change the past, but I can only change my future. To About Time: Thanks for giving us something to look forward to every month. It means a lot.
I will always love you
Something special, something true,
The perfect future I wanted with you,
Something crazy, something great,
All of the things that are worth the wait,
Know that you're hurting, and aching inside,
For all of the times that made you cry,
The way that I hurt you, the things that I said,
All of the doubts that I put in your head,
Constant reminders of mistakes that I made,
Are something that likely won’t go away,
All of the nights that I left you alone,
All of the times you sat by the phone,
I am so ashamed, I wish I could change it,
No words could describe how much that I hate it,
Honest to God you're the most beautiful girl,
If I could do it all again I would give you the world,
Someone to lean on, someone to trust,
Someone to give you everything that's a must,
Know that it's hard and might feel like a waste,
But the sky is the limit for your love that I taste,
Miss your smell, your face and your lips,
Your smile, your legs, your hair and your hips,
Will we work out, only time will tell,
But either way I love you, and I do wish you well
A delicious recipe from inside.
Life is only short my son, with so many paths to take, life is an uphill struggle, with every step you make. That’s why you must treasure life, with every second of the day, because you may never know, when it’s your turn to go away.
The outside on the inside, steals passion for fun. When arrows come from far and wide, facing the new shiny sun, with dignity. There are ribbons in the fire, and lives still painfully on hold. Beneath the folds of desire, the barred windows still remain cold indefinitely.
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