الاثنين، 19 سبتمبر 2011

Last Breath... it's my best

She's sitting alone, eyes in a daze
Her life a map of confusion, her world like a maze

She holds her head high and wipes back the tears
The words I don't love you echo in her ears

She clasps her hands and bows her head
Is my life over or am I simply dead?

A beautiful woman has taken his heart
He wanted beauty instead of her smarts

She hears their baby crying she knows what to do
From now on kid, it's just me and you

Two years later while walking the street
A handsome young man she did happen to meet

He looked in her eye and stopped in confusion
Was this lady real, or just another illusion?

He asked for a date right there on the street
She glanced at her shoes and said what time will we meet?

Six months later and a small engagement band
That man got down on his knees and asked for her hand

That woman smiled while her daughter screamed yes!
One year later she walked the aisle in a white dress

Happiness was found that day on the street
With that handsome stranger she happened to meet

Together they live in a small little town
Embracing the love they both had found

Now, sixty years later and I love you so
He held that woman's hand saying although you are leaving, I'll never let you go..

The Game Of Love.




What we thought was love and happiness? Is now gone all that's left is to move on. Say goodbye and walk away. Take your wounded pride put it aside. The game of love you have lost. Your broken heart is the cost. Count your blessings and pray. maybe You will win at the game of love one day. Just learn when to walk away. Your strong enough to say good bye. Don't hold back it's okay to cry love hurts sometimes

Words

Words brought our first encounter, the look into her glowing eyes, the caress of our bodies together, the kiss of her sweet lips to mine, the first I love you, the memories that will last to infinity, misspoken words took her away in a heated moment, and the only feelings left are from the memories of our love, and always remembering the words, the words not spoken