HIM:
no its called writing what comes out, if i think too much on the spelling then im not writing from the inspired moment
if you feel down its cuz youve felt higher, if you been there then that means you can rise that much more…looks is mostly what i can talk to you bout, but the truth is your beauty is reflected from what lays beneath
HER:
in which such beauty does not exist but only an illusion caused by a moment. that moment has ceased.
HIM:
denial only proves exsitance for if nothing was then there would be nothing to disprove
i am the guy that will tell you how much your worth, then when you feel ontop, tell you a thousand times more
HER:
i cannot accept these words you tell..for beauty and worth are in the eye of the beholder and you cannot prove what you cannot see.
HIM:
does not a tree make sound with no one around? or the moon rise with none to see? you are deffinition of pure beauty, not because of nothing less then what angels sing, nor less then what songs of saint nick cheers bring…you are what i wish to see, i wish to hold and be, do not fault yourself for my lack, but never let you smile hold back, lest this world be cast into darkness, where love becomes nothingness
HIM:
smile cuz there is a tomorrow with you in it, even if you have a man and i cant be it, life needs you to be in it, head high as my hopes are lifted everytime i talk to you
HER:
nothingness is where love leads for the tree with fall, the moon with hide, and such beauty you speak fades away. angels may sing but no lullaby will be heard and the children will sit and mope. my smile will die just like you and i until everythings a shade of gray.
HIM:
you are heard upon every string of my heart, and i long to make you seen more then the sun, so if you can weather this time we are apart, then i will show you what life as love has won, i dont press more cuz i feel i have failed you, no matter how much i want you, ive been here to encourage you, if you see shades of gray, its cuz im not there to make your day, hear hearts sing that praise, if you can except what is not worthy of your feet, then the rapture you will meet, your heart and soul will be lifted, and mine will be gifted, for you are worth more then i can afford, i prayed everynight the day would not come ide be ignored…how to tell you what your worth, without scaring you to the far ends of the earth?
HER:
these failed attempts have made me choke.i lay silent; my words are not of worth. i have been blind to those who love and i have hurt. it must have been my lack of passion. i am not that you have imagined. ignored is not what has become, your prayers may have been answered. but love, happiness seems out of fashion.
HIM:
i want my love to be as the wind you feel, the air you breath, not the sun as you feel, nor as a trinket you find, i want to hold you as one who has nothing, as one who is not without you anything, without words to express, i want to have you so impressed, that i could forever make you feel, naw want you to know what i feel
HIM:
i only wish to be the one that could make you shine your worth, lack is not cuz your unearthed, nor cuz you have not, but are what i wish to say i got, you give meaning to my words
HER:
i care not of what you may feel, i wouldn’t know if it was real. you may put into sentence every word in the dictionary and make the combination sounds oh so ordinary. this is not a dare though, impressed i may be, not because of the words you speak but because of the love i will be able to feel as the wind brushes through my hair and God answers you as my prayer.
HIM:
so may God tell me what itll take, thru this wal to break, if i have not words then what? i feel that im just as stuck, i want you to be upon my heart as queen, but i feel my words no longer will enough mean, so how shall i overcome this? how can i steal your heart upon a kiss? if i leave then i lose what i built for you, if i dont then i feel i lose more to, will you give me your hand? or will i be just that man, you knew with words crafted, nad never the one gifted, your the one i want, need and cant ever see anything else, nor never anthing else compares to what ive felt, then when talking to you, and these words hold true
HER:
i cannot accept these words you tell..for the future i cannot tell and feelings are in the eye of the beholder and you cannot prove what you cannot see.