Love of My Life
ove of my life
a new friend for just a day
26th was the date
cudnt miss that In my diary.
the day it all began
something that felt so ordinary,
led to feelings hard to deny.
i wanted to see him still,
just to confirm wat i felt inside
Tomorrow turned today
had to rewrite my history
almost felt like yesterday
though i still had to face the day.
shuld i go or shud i stay,
a dillema that made me float away,
sweet torture filled with honey,
gave me the urge to breakaway.
same feelings ,hard to explain
brought me back to him once again
His brown eyez pierced my soul
turned my life around
for just a minute
being neXt to him,a dream come true
a moment longed for was finally due
A word was hard to utter
my mind was still in shatter
stillness led to a silent prayer
a prayer he felt obliged to whisper
his exact words al alwayz remember
a prayer to get to know me better
words so simple ,filled with power
brief but sincere
led to the begining of my new chapter.
Wen he left ,i was still amazed
Fear that left me paralyzed
came back to life
my hands were tied
i was still stranded
though the feelings were mutual
heaven had to wait
though it knew and still knows
He was the one meant for me
i still needed more time
didnt realise i broke his heart
wen i decided to play the third role.
Back from where i started
just wrote the intelude
of a beautiful symphony
thats more contemporary.
the memories of an imperfect angel
showed me a different angle
of wat real love truely means
hard to believe am in love
yet i dont regret it for a sec
sounds like a reminder
that am going throuhgh changes.
Heard the angels up above
shed tears of joy
that makes this love,
so young and tender
still grows and matures,
worth fighting for even wen it hurts
the passion in it flows
doesnt seem so ordinary
pray that its not temporary
but will last for eternity.
As time goes by
like clouds in the sky
cudnt let real love pass me by
more that a blessing in disguise
gives me a reason to smile
makes me play a new tune
compose a perfect melody
that keeps getting better
i blame it all on my spanish guitor.
my eyez dont miss a tear
that strengthens every prayer
for him ,i whisper,
writing words that flow
to create poetry
thats more floetic
isnt that easy.
writing wat i feel for him
took me a long time
yet once written ,its crystal clear.
having a moment of silence
that illuminates my soul,
whispers to the heart
brings 'two' and 'two' together
that brought sunshine into my life
I will stick with him forever.
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