Asked by wickedhearted
Your welcome boo
I never knew the meaning of life
I never understood the path I walked
I never imagined love as something tangible and pure
… until I felt you move, child.
I have an affinity that I cannot explain for the moon. I always know when it’s waxing or waning. I always know how it relates to the tender & brutal cycles of my body. In the middle of the day I will look up to the sky and think that in this one spot, later in the evening, the moon will be its strongest, most vivid, most palpable.
Just because I don’t look doesn’t mean I don’t see.
What works for you no longer works for me, and I wish you’d just make up your mind final-ly.
Your not the only fish in the sea, your not the only fish in the sea.
I am alone, adrift in search of somebody to call my own.
Why do I feel as if you will never souly belong to me?
Your not the only fish in the sea, but your the only fish for me.