The sky was white and the air was cold
he willingly gave me his hand to hold
we've known each other for years; man time flies
I still get queasy when I stare into his eyes
I matured fast; now an old soul
he's my better half and makes me feel whole
If I trip he's there to break my fall
when I'm in a jam he's the first person I call
I've let him go so many times
but in the crowds, it's me he finds
he knows when I 'm ****** or dying inside
in each other we're not scared to confide
whispers in my ears so softly blown
his soothing voice on the phone
kisses on my neck are sweet
I cherish our hugs goodbye or when we meet
its the little things that keep me stuck
you found me and it]s more than luck
other guys aren't worth my time
I'm so glad I can call you mine
-Alyssa De Marzo
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC
The sky was white and the air was cold
he willingly gave me his hand to hold
we've known each other for years; man time flies
I still get queasy when I stare into his eyes
I matured fast; now an old soul
he's my better half and makes me feel whole
If I trip he's there to break my fall
when I'm in a jam he's the first person I call
I've let him go so many times
but in the crowds, it's me he finds
he knows when I 'm ****** or dying inside
in each other we're not scared to confide
whispers in my ears so softly blown
his soothing voice on the phone
kisses on my neck are sweet
I cherish our hugs goodbye or when we meet
its the little things that keep me stuck
you found me and it]s more than luck
other guys aren't worth my time
I'm so glad I can call you mine
-Alyssa De Marzo
