First words
Crumbled papers,
of poems about you.
Written with words,
that will never come true.
Written in ink,
that will never fade away.
The hopeful words,
i wish i could say.
Hands still shaking,
as i continue to write.
Scribbled letters,
of black and white.
Eager to tell you,
how i feel.
Wishing i could prove,
my love is real.
of poems about you.
Written with words,
that will never come true.
Written in ink,
that will never fade away.
The hopeful words,
i wish i could say.
Hands still shaking,
as i continue to write.
Scribbled letters,
of black and white.
Eager to tell you,
how i feel.
Wishing i could prove,
my love is real.