Mind is racing
Heart is beating
Crowd is screaming
Moves are busting
Room is bouncing
Skin is sweating
Hurt is fading
Fists are pumping
Bass is trembling
Some are hating-
But I keep dancing
Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 5:44 PM UTC
Nothing could have ever separated us
Our love was immortal...
So we thought
Or rather felt
When two hearts became one
And you were my definition of love
What's become of us?
Remember those times we held hands
It seemed like they were made for each other
And when you held me in your arms
And promised you would never let go?
Now we sit separately
Two different people
In two different places
Reminiscing of those days
Those sweet, sweet days
When we were one
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 10:06 AM UTC