And she shall be gone for a while.

I hope they miss her,

especially that *smile

Is it love or is it lies?
Perhaps both, or neither,
Inflamed by need,
Quenched by self,
Swollen with desire.
Imagination fans the fire
Until the floorboards creak outside my door
- Then I brink for her no more.

Throw love to the winds
may it blow through the broken
And warm tired bones

That's the thing about a callused heart.
It still beats,
bleeds
And loves
the way any other heart does.
Its a matter of feeling those things that becomes difficult.

It is better to try and fail,
Better to give it your best shot,
Than it is to let fear prevail,
To scupper the chance you have got.
To be afraid is natural;
Fears are real let us not forget.
But what you should fear most of all
Is a whole lifetime of regret.

All those chances you did not take,
Opportunities slipped away,
Those changes you chose not to make
Because you let fear rule the day.
But you can change in the future,
Many chances will come your way.
And even if you are unsure
Feel the fear, Do it anyway!

Be who you want to attract,
Before you start "searching" for the right person,
Be the right person,
Find yourself,
Be comfortable with who you are,
Find happiness within you,
If someone is the only basis of your joy,
I'm afraid,your joy might be a mirage.

When you would stare at me,
Eyes fixed onto mine,
When you'd gaze at my lips,
For endless amounts of time,
When you'd tell me I made you nervous,
And to stop licking my lips,
Because even that small feat,
Created urge for a kiss.

I remember them,
Passionate,
Addicting,
Enough to make me understand,
The best kisses come from,
The person you love.
Only with you, have I felt that.