Do I Make You Nervous?

Is my liptisck still on your cheek? -for I kissed your face last week.   Do I make you nervous? -for you are weak in the knees whenever I’m in your presence.

This Is My Autumn

I’m wearing my brand new bordeaux turtleneck sweater, it’s perfect for this weather. My cowboy boots are standing next to my wardrobe, they combine so good with my cognac colored sweater and belt. When I open the door, I feel the autumn breeze against my skin, My hands are cold. The leaves are beautifully colored.

It’s My Fault

It’s raining and it’s my fault, It’s like my heart couldn’t wait any longer to break yours. It’s raining and it’s my fault, I ruined the love that once was ours. It’s raining in your life, It’s like I’m constantly filling up your eyes with tears. It’s raining and it’s my fault. You’re crying, You’re

I Miss You Like Sad Keith Urban Songs

I don’t always listen to sad songs from Keith Urban, but today I do because I miss you. I can’t sleep, I can’t breathe, I can’t eat. My body is fighting even though it’s feeling tired and lifeless. I don’t always listen to sad songs from Keith Urban, but today I do because I miss

You’re Getting Married

I keep asking myself why I got invited to your wedding. Did you wanted to make me feel hurt? .. I’m standing here all alone and I’m hiding from the crowd. .. I have to hide my feelings for you so I put on a mask, even though I prefer to cry in the back.

I Really Want To Marry You

I really want to know the way you look in your dress; my beautiful bride. .. I really want to know the way you look in your suit; my gorgeous groom. .. I really want to know the way you look in this room; brightened by God’s light. .. I really want to know how

The Roses At Your Grave Are Dead

The roses at your grave are dead.   Tonight I tried to call you but I know you won’t pick up the phone anymore. It’s so painful to kneel down into the pebble stones, my knees are shattered and I feel so alone.   The roses at your grave are dead.   I can’t bear

You’re Out Of My Life

I walk through the street where you used to live, hoping if I might see you again. But you don’t live here anymore, you aren’t here right now. .. I pass the house that once was yours and mine. I’m drowning in tears, I’m not fine. People say right now you’re living in a penthouse

I’m On The Way Home

I’m on the way home, because you don’t love me anymore. I’m on the way home, and you’re not sitting next to me in the passenger seat, you’re not waking up underneath my sheets. I’m on the way home, because you don’t love me anymore I’m trying to move on. I step into my car

How Did We Get Here?

How did we get here?   We are so broken and shattered, we are mourning. We carry thousands of doubts and fears upon our wounded shoulders.   How the hell did we get here?   We developed forbidden feelings for each other, but we have to keep them hidden! My heart is wrapped up in