I was with a boy I loved. I loved him so much. He moved to a different school. I cried when he moved I cried myself to sleep it hurt so much. I was 14 when he moved, now I am 16. I tried to move …
Published: Nov 2012
I look at these stars all so bright.
I think of all the great times we've had.
I've realized there's so many more to be and I'm glad.
Although I sleep without her in my arms,
In my dreams she knows no harm.
She smiles and I do the same.
With love in our eyes, this love can't be tamed.
We kiss softly and close our eyes.
Then I feel the urge to cry,
Tears of sadness and tears of joy.
And I wonder "Why am I Love's Toy?"
My heart screams for her when I'm gone,
And I want to hear our song
Over and over again,
Even after the light grows dim.
For when I hear it, I come home,
Back to my own little throne,
Which is weathered and beaten
With all its fruits that are reaped.