I hate to break your heart...
never my intentions
I just am not the same since her and i have been apart.
Let me explain...
If she had nothing but her mind to offer,.. i must confess...
It might not seem like alot....but it still makes her priceless.
If she was a homeless girl on the street....id dodge cars getting to her...so we could meet.
If she was a lamp shade without a light,....she would still shine...
even at night.
If she was a coke that lost its fiss...when you poped the cap....she still wouldnt be flat.
If she was a treasuer chest without gold,...in my eyes...the treasures would never get old.
If she would never become a queen...id hold her like she was....cuz that how much she means....
If she were a bed....she would still be beautiful...even when the covers had been shed.
If she were busted speakers...and never to be fixed is how they were.....id still listen to her.
If she were a keyboard in which the buttons had been torn away....id still graze my fingers across it...and figure out a way.
If she were a house without ventalation...and it was freezing cold...i would still make it where my heart and body stationed.
If she was at her worst mood.....saying the meanest things....I still couldnt label her as rude.
If she was one of a million brilliant girls...and was the only without a name....
She would still be the only one id want to claim.
If she were a sinking boat...and i was a captain lost at sea....id still find a way to make her float.
If she were a dancer with no rhythm to her feet....and there was no chance of teaching her...i still would see her as complete.
If she was a plane that couldnt fly...id hold her up...so she would think she was traveling the skys.
If she were a star that never shot....she would still be the brightest...and still hang the highest.
If she were a book with only 1 word...and it wasnt the best you read...id think of you as absurd.
If she was the old lady everyone thought was so strange....and was avoided by all....id still need her the same...
