There was a time
When I was young
I believed in love
In blissful fun

I still had hope
In happily ever after
Then what happened
Turned my life to disaster

It all began when I fell in love
Young and naive is what I was
I had no idea what would lie ahead
Once I gave you my heart, climbed into your bed

Just a child inside
A women's body only to be seen
I didn't understand love
I wanted to scream

I kept my mouth shut
The romance was done
I realized that night
He was not the one

Where was I to go now
I was prisoner to him
He had all the control
He sold me in sin

I'll never be the same
My youth taken away
I'm no longer pure
I can't escape, I must stay

I give up on love
Life is no longer mine
I'm forever his prisoner
Please be gentle, be kind

She's
not just a girl.
No, one cannot simply
call her a girl.

She's
a storm,
a storm with skin, bound by
passion and dreams.

She's
a temptation,
her body a fire,
My senses a helpless moth.

She's
a maestro,
her laugh being
the sweetest symphony of all.

She's
a lioness,
the way she perseveres,
fights, and defends.

She's
a diamond,
brilliant and rare,
to be cherished and protected.

She's
a mile,
but only if
beauty was an inch.

It's enough,
enough of hurting me my dear friend,
It's enough, enough of cursing me.

I know....

I'm fooled by every one of them,
I'm a fooled to trust them.
and I'm sick of it, sick of them and sick of you.

Let me be honest...

I feel sick of your attitudes,
I feel sick of your words.
Let's stop this my dear friend,
Let's stop of being my friend.

special to some
an angel to one
millions of stars
yet only one sun

comets do burn
travel fast and burn bright
but the sun is eternal
and so pure is it's light

the love i have for her
is unlike anything i've ever felt
i care more for her than i even do myself
she is so fragile, so weak
yet at the same time
her strength is inspiring
her face is a wonder
her eyes a beautiful, blue hue
i could stare into them forever
for there is no competing view
i love the way her voice sounds
it's so sweet and pure
when she tells me she loves me
when she calls me baby
it is my undoing
i fall in love with her all over again
kissing her soft and supple lips
is my most favorite task
they're plump and pink
her tongue is so sweet
there is something so precious
about her very essence
i can't quite pinpoint what it is
but the more i am with her
the more that i see her
i realize it is because
being precious is inherently part of her
there is no other way for her to be
that's just how she is naturally
i can't believe that she is mine
she is sweeter than the finest dessert wine
if i am completely deserving
i do not know
but i will fight for her always
i will never let her go