There was a time in my life when all i wanted was her.
I would have sold my soul to keep her, of that i was sure.
She was a fantasy made real, that was best left unfulfilled.
In time like a cancer, my heart and soul she killed.
Wrapped up in her web, believing every lie.
I had become a shadow, the real me began to die.
My smile had disappeared and the twinkle in my eye began to fade.
She took away my laughter, at her whim a puppet I was made.
My friends and family watched helplessly as the man they once knew changed.
Even after she was gone my twisted soul became more deranged!
I tried to find my zest for life, yet it seemed forever gone.
I put new peices in the puzzle, but no woman lasted long.
Til one night the whiskey was talking and I saw a new fantasy across a smokey bar!
I was there to drown my sorrows, never knowing she began to heal my scars!
I packed away my fears and put on my best cocky smile.
As i slowly approached her my thoughts escaped me for awhile.
The minute we started talking my twinkle and laughter returned!
In an instant I had found myself and the pain of my past was burned.
A perfect combination of beauty, brains, charm, and class.
A Goddess, a true beauty, an angel with some sass.
I can talk to her for hours, yet it feels like just awhile.
I can make her laugh and giggle, or cause her heart to smile.
She sometimes leaves me speachless and takes my breath away.
She gave me back myself, a gift id do anything to repay.
They say the bigger you are, the harder you fall.
If that adage is true, I must me the biggest of them all!
