threewrite

this is to the intertwined souls

the hands i've been trying to hold

this is to the love that i lost

and all the troubling thoughts of how i got double-crossed

and this is to the divorce i was forced to settle with

and the remorse i fought off with metal fists

and this is to the wet

watery kiss i left you with

on your porch as i watched your trembling lips

this is to the. memory of our early years

the first girl i shared feelings with

and it's the realest thing i'd experienced in my short existence

and i ain't afraid to admit

cause love is one of the things that doesnt come with an age limit

now does it? in fact i'ma have to say i'm more keen to feel such things

hopeless things i'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless fucking

touching without touching

candles in the dark

casting shadows on our parents battles

this is for the romantics at heart

it wasn't long before i held you more then my pen

when i wasn't writing songs

it was something like

forever and always