Of roses gone the years that pass To love the things that never last Your perfect image in my mind Will disappear all in good time I'll sit in silence waiting till It all comes back but even still The time will come when love is lost Covered in an icy frost But my heart will burn forever more Until our story is all but lore.
TheCrossedNova · Sat Jun 21, 2008 @ 08:03am · 0 Comments |