February 2012
5 posts
If only it were true.
If only for a while.
If only you would notice
how I ache behind my smile.
Get Up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
Get up.
I need you.
I want you to notice when I’m not around.
I wish I was special. You’re so….special.
I saw you light the ballroom With your sparkling eyes of blue. Graceful as an angel’s wing, I dreamed a dance with you.
Some girls fight hard.
Some face the trial.
Some girls were just meant to smile.