Once upon a time, a boy met a girl. She gave him her hand and he held it tight. Together, they set off down the unknown path in front of them. Sometimes they walked slowly; sometimes at a quicker pace.… Read More »
I don’t know why things happen the way they do—why so much of our lives have been spent in heartache and disappointment. Wrong timing. The wrong people. Unhappy situations. Not being our best and truest selves. What I do know… Read More »
I will love you forever; whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again… I’ll… Read More »
Tomorrow morning if you wake up And the sun does not appear I… I will be here If in the dark we lose sight of love Hold my hand and have no fear ‘Cause I… I will be here I… Read More »
If there’s empty spaces in your heart, They’ll make you think it’s wrong, Like having empty spaces, Means you never can be strong, But I’ve learned that all these spaces, Means there’s room enough to grow, And the people that… Read More »
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes,… Read More »
And then, high up on an icy branch, a scarlet flash. One more leaf holding tight. “You’re here?” called the Little Yellow Leaf. “I am,” said the Little Scarlet Leaf. “Like me!” said the Little Yellow Leaf. Neither spoke. Finally…… Read More »
I rely on you like a Skoda needs suspension like the aged need a pension like a trampoline needs tension like a bungee jump needs apprehension I rely on you like a camera needs a shutter like a gambler needs… Read More »
I like you a lot You’re funny and kind So let me explain What I have in mind. I want to be Your Personal Penguin I want to walk right by your side I want to be Your Personal Penguin… Read More »
Let me put it this way: if you came to lay your sleeping head against my arm or sleeve, and if my arm went dead, or if I had to take my leave at midnight, I should rather cleave it… Read More »
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot let me be your coffee pot You call the shots I wanna be yours… Read More »
First of all, it’s a big responsibility, especially in a city like New York [change as appropriate] So think long and hard before deciding on love. On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security: when you’re walking… Read More »