Memories are sometimes forgotten,
All things xome and go,
Day after day, time as i wake
i just can't get you out of my mind,
nobody knows i had this inside,
i keep searching but i can't find,
what is love?
some say love is painful it helps you grow,
some people believe in falling in love some people don't,
some says its most people's fantasy and that it creeps up on you like a thief in the night, then you whole world keeps spinning around like the merry go round.
Those deep brown eyes are extraordinary,
They are definitely one of a kind,
When you smile they light up a sky full of stars.
Those pair of eyes is impossible to get.
The gift of jewellery is expensive
Gift of roses is lovely
The gift of money is precious
But the gift of you my friend, Is priceless.