The path is an endless river Seeking the center of the Moon and finding The outer banks As long as there are white flowers
By rayban4 years ago in Poets
The part of my heart that still belongs to you Is hurting as I breathe And I know that its going to hurt some more And hope that it will heal some day
I thought we were meant to be You said all the right things to me I played the fool once again Now my heart will never again unchain
