You might be ****, even kind...
But I care not for your ego.
I might as well be blind.

You might be interested in many things.
None of which light my fire.
A hollow heart filled with empty blings.

I live to build and design.
Practicality is so hard to find.
I want to understand the world.
Very few share my mind.

I'm simply complicated.
And there is no shortcut to my desire.
I'm after the impossible.
But that is all I require.

I miss the way you said my name
I miss loving you and you feeling the same
I miss that loving, lustful look in your eyes
I miss how around how around time always flies
I miss how every moment with you made want a million more
I miss looking at you, you're the most beautiful thing I ever saw
I miss you, because I'm still in love
and you're still an angel, belonging above

Come Woman
If you'll let me
I'll show you the world
What it means to be happy
The things dreams are made of
Turning fantasy into reality
Fighting demons together
Burying the past
Creating something
Built to last
Setting the bar higher
And changing the standard
For others to emulate
Showing you what it means to be pampered
Come Woman
If you'll let me
I'll show you the world
What it means to be happy
Staying young forever
Something that cannot die
Your quench I quest to satisfy