How often we wish for another chance, to make a fresh beginning. A chance to blot out our mistakes, And change failure into winning. It does not take a special time, to make a fresh start, It only takes the deep desire, To try with all our heart. To live a little better, To always be forgiving, To add a little sunshine, In a world which we're living Never give up in despair, Nor think you are through, For there's always a tommorow, A chance to start a new
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
My First Love
My First Love
One beautiful summer
You were waiting for me
In a flashy car, impatiently
To see my face for the first time
I was nervous and curious
To meet a stranger who
I only spoke over the phone
My eyes were searching for grey car
In a crowded street in london
Can’t see the face properly
My heart was beating faster
You smiled and opened the door
I jumped in without thinking twice
Your eyes were sparkling
With joy of seeing me
I was staring at you and thinking
Oh my god…was he the guy
I had being waiting for so long…
My first love….
Two years had gone….
My heart was broken..
Didn’t know you were explorer
Looking for a quick pleasure….
We were so different people
Just wanted you to know….
Didn’t love you for the money….
Still believe in true love…
I promised you one thing
Never, to fall in love….
With a stranger again……..
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