If she ever ask you, if you love her?
Show her, yes in anyway you can.

Alert her to why she's apart of your plans.

Design it, plan it, implement it too.
Just show her(show her) she is loved.

Try to achieve all your dreams as you nominate her as your Queen.
Keep your eyes and mind focus upon her.
Cherish her more and more with love.

There's no joy in being lonely.
And some will try to sell you that it is.
Cause they can't accept how lonely being lonely is.

Just show her she is loved.
And why you see her as your temple?

Too him
To her
To them that hope to love

To her
To him
To they that pray and pray

Them that does
Them that do
God always has a blessing for you

To them that did
To them that tried
Within time you find all your dreams coming alive

Who is a poet?
What is poetry?
Does it bleed from the mouths
Of those oppressed by tyranny
Does it stick to the lips of lovers
Like freshly ripe strawberries
Does it lie in the lines of the workman's hands
Like the dirt of the freshly tilled land
Does it exist in the hearts of man
To be struck out, serenaded, or wizened
Does it seep from our fingertips
As a sap that heals our aching bones
When humanity is the illness
And suffering the symptom
Poetry is
The desperately sought after medicine

He starts another conversation
Talks about how his day has been asks about mine.
I know he doesnt care what i had gone through,
For him i am just a girl he can tell everything to.
I still try to speak,
The words of silence come out of my mouth.
He looks at me, his face with full of disinterest
I know, he wants me to stop.

Does he see the heart inside me?
Does he sees the dreams i dream
About him. Listening to me sincerely.
Does he care i cant breathe, all the while he is ignoring me.
The pain i feel is never ending.
I wanna go back to the girl i used to be.

After a week i call him up,
To listen to his mesmrising voice.
He picks the call to say he is busy,
Another reason to choose over me.
He cuts the call.
My heart stops beating for a second you see,
I try to distract myself,
Playing with the phone.
My mind is stuck at him,
He calls me after an hour to say
Baby i cant come over tonight again.

Does he know how i feel so lonely?
Does he know his i love you's make me believe. How hurtful love gets,
Each time he avoids me.
I feel my heart is cracking,
My body aches. My heart dies,
I walk like a corpse in the funny world full of life.
I wanna be the girl i used to be.

We both dance,
Holding hands.
He smiles and looks at me with love all over again,
He kisses me in the cheek,
And says how i cute i am
When he is around me.
Now, that i think of it. It was all just a dream.