December 6, 2009 by writtenlyric
-In need of space.
We were just moving too fast even though it didn’t seem so. With you I want to tie the knot but at this point I don’t know. You let me in your heart & I let you deep in mine. Even though I feel this way please don’t think we wasted time.
I’m just not ready for that life but I realize that you are. & there is nobody else, you are my only shining star. I’m just at a point in my life were I’m in need of space. & I again shall clarify, another woman is not the case.
You are my lover & sole interest, you are my one & my only. But this internal conflict is reason why I’ve left you lonely. Please forgive me my love for to face you were too great. & I will return to you…
I Just Hope That You Will Wait.
By W. Lyric
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December 6, 2009 by writtenlyric
-Too aggressive.
Love can’t be forced if you want a healthy bloom
It requires ample time, space & ample room
Being forceful towards love might just make a person fall
But not fall in love, in love not at all
But rather in disgust or more towards dislike
& you’ll never stand a chance, you’ve swung your third strike
Trying a bit hard, just a bit too aggressive
You probably meant well but then sent the wrong message
Now looked upon weird & as weird as they come
You ended it all before it ever begun
& if you don’t change your very ways of approach
You might lose the one…
Who’d Have Loved You The Most
By W. Lyric
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December 5, 2009 by writtenlyric
-Something like this.
It was the year of “99″, we were both in junior high
& that attraction that we had, we could not deny
I don’t remember how we meet or how we came to be
I didn’t know that much of you & you not much of me
But like a seatbelt we clicked, young love at it’s best
Or whatever it was, it was my interest
We were so young, didn’t know how to kiss
Thinking how does it go, probably something like this
It was fun while it lasted, the time that we dealt
The things that we did, the feelings we felt
But situations arose & we parted ways
But I still remember you…
From My Junior High Days
By W. Lyric
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