He will be loved There's just something about it...The way he looks, the way he tries not to look.The way he says he gets what I'm saying when I don't get it at all.It's all kinda new to me, this "love" thing...It's not something I can just shake off or ignore, but it's certainly not something I want to forget. It's...Inspiring?Maybe?I've never been good with words...I'm better at...Well...Probably anything else. I'm probably better at pole dancing than I am with making conversation.N-not that I'd know anything about dancing on metal poles-S-shut up....I should probably stop here, but then we'd miss the point.Ha, like anybody would listen.But he listens.Even when I know I shouldn't be talking.He says it's amusing how low I value my opinions. He's absolutely perfect.I'm absolutely not.How could he ever love me the way he says he does?Also, he saves my life, like, every other day.I feel so ashamed that I can't return the favor.He does all he can and what can I do?Si
Love For You. Love, meFor every star you see tonight,I've wished upon it as passing lights.Shooting star in the nighttime sky,Has give me a glimmering tear in my eye.Shine bright, my star, shine through the day,Know in my head that our hearts will play,a symphony of visions and notes and keys.I have reserved a spot for you in me,In my heart, beside my dreams,Whenever I smile, I swear it gleams.Change my world, change my thoughts,Change my head, change my heart.I love you, your kiss, so sublime,I hope it will last 'till the end of time.If I never see you, I wish you well,You saved my heart, I'll save you from Hell.