youandme
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i want to write so much about you Ma,i just don't know where to begini don't want to wait till it's mother's day or women's day or even your birthdayso that i a acknowledge how much you mean to me,
I still remember the day clearly,
for me he will always look lovely,
especially when he was wearing his jersey.
He walked up to me and asked
"would you like to have a date with me?'
shining bright like a christmas tree,
rising up like the morning sun and its golden lights beam.
its a escape for most you see,
its a hidden world of words redeeming me.
and it's not crazed
irrational
or spontaneous
not momentary
no midnight blur
or vodka haze
not morning-after
regret
guilt
it's not
waiting by the phone
You & Me
Looking in the mirror, I see you, the me that use to be
The memories of not wanting to be you
There is winter in a faraway land
In a castle sitting on the plains
Snow whips through the air
Locking the earth in chains
The things we could do
Just me and just you
World spinning with sin
Morals wearing thin
But it's in my head
Aloud never said
Just a fantasy
Of you and of me
All kept a secret
