My last good-bye.I'll say good-bye for the very last timeI'm going to perform this crime You were the only reason I had to lie You were the reason I did it anyway any words before I die? in a casket is where I lay Keep your head up high. Please don't let me see you cry, For I tried so hard not to let myself die, And here's to my last good-bye. | Could this be?I can't explain this feelingit's deep inside of me. I sit here and think, could this be? I feel like a fool, not knowing if you will be cruel, please promise to hold my heart, and never let it break apart. I can't explain this feeling I think I've fallen in love you make me want to believe that you'll never leave you have became my reality, you have been my dream don't let us loose what we've got because I love you a whole lot Could this be what we've been looking for? I've found my happiness, Now that I know you exist, I think I've finally found the missing piece of me, Could this be? | Dream LoverShe wakes every morning with a smile on her face.She felt his love in her sleep. Dreamed of his embrace. Although she's never met his body. His heart she does feel. Anytime she has loved before. Has never felt so real. There is no explanation for it. Not one has she yet found? But the feeling she gets when he is around. Although it may end tomorrow. The memory will not fade. For in her heart a life long friend. She feels that she has made. She hopes it last forever. She prays that they do meet. She dreams of the day her online love. sweeps her off her feet. | My dearest friendyou have liedyou were there everytime I cried I miss the days of our laughter our friendship entered the wrong chapter whenever I needed someone to talk to, you were there. I miss the days of your appearance you meant the world to me now your not there you took friendship and twisted it there is nothing I can do to change what you've done for now, you'll be a fracture to my heart you said you cared, do I at least get that feeling again? it's like you've died I miss our laughter filling the air. |