So I thought of you for the first time in, like, all summer.
I just so totally amazes me that I used to not be able to pass a day without thinking about, not you, but us.

Now I hardly even think of you.
ha, I was so immature before.
Only, now you are the opposite.
You are now more immautre.

You lost, I won.

Loser

I have seen you many times
never realising the true value within you
not till that day
when we did speak

for since then i have thought about you
about what we spoke about
how you feel
what you feel
what you think

a natural beauty i see you as
so much potential there is
that within you i do see
so much to offer

it seems you are not truly happy
love is what you make of it
happiness comes from the truth within us all

be truthful to yourself
be true to what you want in life

how do you really feel
only you can asnwer that

From our car journey
i did tell you
so much of what i see and feel
that now time has gone by
i think about you
and see you are still in the same place
as you were that day

For now i have seen you
a few times since
each time so different but so alike
for each has been unannounced
so i have seen your natural beauty

I wish i could take your hand
to lift you up and show you
that there is more to you
you are worth more than you feel
right now

To offer you what you have lost
to take what i see
A natural beauty
so much potential
so rare an individual
that has touched me so

With you comes happiness
Truth
Love
Free spirit

To see you smile
to hear you laugh
to smell your aroma
to touch your heart
to feel your touch
to see you for you

A natural beauty you are to me
for there is more than what the eye does see
a depth that has been closed
turned off to those that do not see
for feelings are trapped
emotions are off

Little it truly known
A small part is rarely seen
Taste of you is never felt
Caress of such softness is not fully appreciated

Limited is what you have felt
from words once spoken
your mind body and soul
have ceased to value
their true potential and happiness

Freedom in you
is sought but not found
fear of future may be held
darkness of what is to come
for every step is the same

so i ask of you
come take my hand
see what there is
feel what is not
sense what has been lost
find yourself
find what it is you seek

My hand i offer you
a life is what you have
take it if you look to the future
and see you for the Natural Beauty you truly are

S

Do you know I like to be called crazy?
Do you know what you do to me?
Are you trying to make me your baby?