 | Submitted by Ashley
E-mail: akb9874@hal.lamar.edu
If I tell of a love,
That came from above.
Your belief will fail,
Surly it's a fairytale.
We laughed and kissed,
We never yelled or made fists.
I wasn't loud or outgoing,
But he saw I was glowing.
If I tell of a love,
That came from above.
A heart so pure,
His love made to endure.
I made my mistake
I made his heart ache
I did what they said
I left him for dead
If I tell of a love,
That came from above.
A feeling of sorrow,
Is now the ending to follow. |  |