Memories Of Old Poem by Eben Thedreamer

when i first layed my eyes on you i froze, looked like a godess from top to toes
as i saw you laugh something started to grow inside me
it didn´t take long for love to sprout up from my heart
i bent the stem around my heart, so it entangled it
love is a living beeing, you have to nourish it or it´ll wither away and die
love is something you love to hate and hate to love
as i talked to you, as i kissed you, i fell deeper and deeper in love
the love tightens around my heart and the thorns are tearing
i´ve said it before and i say it again where´s the wings that you´ve lost?
no mater what you say, what you do, i know that you are an angel


the days come and goes, whats left is memories of old


i´ll try to make some worth remembering