Once upon a time,
when time stood still,
when still was my heart,
when my heart was with HIM,
there was a little boy,
there was a man in him,
there was no man outside him,
there were no others for him.
Time passed in trickles like it always does.
Youth flies by the day like how it surely does.
Life moves on slowly but surely without any fuss.
Love sometimes dies when your heart does a lot of cuss.
The boy became a man on the outside.
The man became a boy in the inside.
The mind fell in love with the outside.
The heart fell out of love with the inside.
Mar 7, 2013
Mar 7, 2013 at 5:54 AM UTC
Once upon a time,
when time stood still,
when still was my heart,
when my heart was with HIM,
there was a little boy,
there was a man in him,
there was no man outside him,
there were no others for him.
Time passed in trickles like it always does.
Youth flies by the day like how it surely does.
Life moves on slowly but surely without any fuss.
Love sometimes dies when your heart does a lot of cuss.
The boy became a man on the outside.
The man became a boy in the inside.
The mind fell in love with the outside.
The heart fell out of love with the inside.
