Sometimes,
It’s just music keeping me here;
Just the words she says, only they eager a smile.
Other times,
It’s just breathing wind filling these lungs;
Just the warmth of those lips filling me with life.
Days and times,
They pass with memories flowing through me;
They kiss like her, with hope for the next day.
Sometimes,
It’s just those pictures keeping me here;
Just the beauty she has, only they free my mind.
Other times,
It’s just an embrace keeping me here;
Just her shield saving me, taking me from the World.
Days and times,
They pass with love flowing through me;
They hold like her, with hope for every day.
Every day,
It’s a perfect day to love,
Every perfect day is because of her.
It’s all because of her.
