HOW THE PAST, KILLS A FUTURE.

'One problem with gazing too frequently into the past is that we may turn around to find the future has run out on us.'-Michael C.

ME AND HER.

She compares me to the sea, And I blush.... Stunt by the love I see. Refers to me as precious and popular like hunted treasures that everybody wants to keep, And in my mind- 'She meant am special'-is a thought I'l always keep. Enliken me to the sun, But to her t'is known... Its her who gives life to my world. Think of me as a full moon,shining the dark away, And it brightens me up than a sunny day. Saying how my kiss sets her free, Not knowing, t'is me who's caged.. To see how true that could be. Wants to feel the comfort of my embrace... Eventhough, I need her more like a desperate refugee. People speak of the eminent imperfections of men, Because they don't know... That she is the Ying to my Yang. Having her makes me perfect and complete.

The Best Love Ever!!

There's nothing as fantastic as, having your best friend and your best love, being one and the same person.