A clean page, and anxious words.
Romance gives it color.
Hopeful, hopeless in love.
A dream, a deed, a commitment, a betrayal.
The words, her lips.
The passion in the way she says it.
Helpless and strong,
He believes, feels, experiences.
Sung, unsung the distant melodies.
Pain, pleasure all at one.
She will, She will not.
He will, He will not.
Live it through.
Mind in a storm,
Peaceful, loud, lost.
Careful & generous at the same time.
Sure and confused too.
Her smile, his fodder.
Her wish, his destiny.
Her fears, his struggle.
Her love, his responsibility.
Her faith, his belief.
And she, his story.
The first step,
The last one.
To begin,
Not to end.
Let love, get a chance.
She agrees, disagrees.
Knows and forgets.
She fears, and dwells.
Gives in, gives up.
Understands, questions.
Speaks up, remains silent.
The moment,
A lifetime.
The first step,
Towards forever,
Begins and Ends.
Romance gives it color.
Hopeful, hopeless in love.
A dream, a deed, a commitment, a betrayal.
The words, her lips.
The passion in the way she says it.
Helpless and strong,
He believes, feels, experiences.
Sung, unsung the distant melodies.
Pain, pleasure all at one.
She will, She will not.
He will, He will not.
Live it through.
Mind in a storm,
Peaceful, loud, lost.
Careful & generous at the same time.
Sure and confused too.
Her smile, his fodder.
Her wish, his destiny.
Her fears, his struggle.
Her love, his responsibility.
Her faith, his belief.
And she, his story.
The first step,
The last one.
To begin,
Not to end.
Let love, get a chance.
She agrees, disagrees.
Knows and forgets.
She fears, and dwells.
Gives in, gives up.
Understands, questions.
Speaks up, remains silent.
The moment,
A lifetime.
The first step,
Towards forever,
Begins and Ends.
beautiful
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