Sparat under: CTP
like a tsunami
rolling over people
taking their lifes
tearing everything apart
causing destruction
leaving nothing
from: lessons my boys have taught me
by: summer scrapbook / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
he tells her it is time for selfishness
she ask him when : when is the time
he says whenever : whenever she wants it to be
from: lessons my boys have taught me
by: summer scrapbook / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
afraid that they will wipe all the magic away
the apartment left soiled by their minds derailed
your innocence leaving by their entrance
from: never is a promise
by: adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
where have you gone love
how come you are hiding from me
thought I caught you by the bus stop
but you slipped through my hands
thought you stay with me this summer
but you just stayed the night
oh where are you now love
would you please give me a clue
a sneak preview of what lies ahead
a peak of the heart I pin beside my bed
so tired of running sick of this game
but still I am in if you are
from: letters from an apartment
by: to my greatest equation / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
her head resting gently on his chest as they fall asleep
his arms wrapped tightly around her heart
her fingers stroking dreams onto his arms
and his lips softly brushing by the hair on her forehead
from: e-mail from another time zone
by: to my hero who travels the world / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
i am merely a mirror
reflecting the emotions
set in front of me
from: never is a promise
by: adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
even though words are my life
sometimes I find myself speechless
standing in front of your beauty
it captures me turns me inside out
shreds my heart in to pieces
especially since memories is all you left
from: e-mail from another time zone
by: to my hero who travels the world / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
are you ready for the next encounter
you said love is just a sport
that I am nothing but a tool
to make your heart stronger
and your reactions faster
running for my life away from you
sweet adrenaline rush of mine
tricks are for kids so put all of yours aside
preparing my attack while parrying your punches
you hit me straight in my heart
and was to knock me out
but I am only as weak as I allow myself to be
so you can count on me for one last round
from: e-mail from another time zone
by: to my hero who travels the world / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
in love with your scarcities
adoring your inconsistency
longing comes with distance
and there in grows the love
from: letters from an apartment
by: to my greatest equation / adina-therése
Sparat under: CTP
a heart is always hungry and mine has got an appetite
it tasted and consumed you and did not leave a bite
i am sorry for my manners but i have never been polite
from: letters from an apartment
by: to my greatest equation / adina-therése
