The wind breathes a soft whisper
It speeks of soft and gentile words
It whispers to me
...
When your gone,
days will seem like years,
years will seem like centuries,
and centuries seem like forever.
...
At the beginning everything was fine
I thought it would be a long time before we fell apart
and it was
but you couldn't stop the change forever
...
there was just something,
something about him,
that i could not understand.
...
Anna Bell,
You are my joy,
My tears,
And my Laughter,
...
It’s all over now
The fight, the struggle
We can finally be together
With no interruptions and I’ve never been happier
...