these are dedicated to that someone i am trying to prove myself to/

Our love is either rose or thorn.

One leaves us whole, the other torn.

Which one is which? There is no trick.

The first we smell; the second, pick.

When we pick love we end its growth.

Not just the picked but of us both.

Together we must each have ‘ground’.

That’s where love’s nourishment is found.

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Heart Break

Confused thoughts skate though my head

Am i good enough for you

You are playing with my heart

I long to hear your sexy voice day and night

The things i do for you to notice me

Thinking i might have a chance with you

The deceiving singles that you send

Am i just good enough for bed

Looking into your innocent brown eyes

Longing for a kiss

Wondering do you feel the same

My wrong doing in the past

Have’s it took my one chance of true love

Just one touch take’s my breath away

when you come around my heart skips a beat

Is this all a waste of time?

Am i just waiting for another heart break?