Poems from jacob morris
she took my hand and we simply became lost in the glimpse,
i was nervous but held within her finger tips,
the moment was magical with easch...
its hard to wait for something you know might never happen,
but its harder to give up on it knowing its all you ever wanted,
you reminise...
love is a timeless exspense,
lost in broken sins and innocense,
full of red roses in vases with,
all the memories captured that seemd to be...
i can remember the vivid imagery of the solace in her eyes,
i was all to shy and seemed to fall into my demise,
i could never talk no...
im so tired of letting go of people in my life with the millions of memories that came with it,
it hurts and im not to stuburn to tell you...