just as fast as these promises were made
did the desire to keep them quickly fade
it's like it never even happened at all
didn't think that this was how fast we'd fall
it's so misleading

we said to each other that we'd keep in touch
but i guess those words never meant that much
as the days go by we become more distant
we had so many chances but we didn't
bother to keep it breathing

A few things inspired me to write this. Once again, thoughts of an old love lent its words to me. Another influence was a recent love. And that's what pretty much wrote it.

That's basically page two.

I can only dream of finding the right words
or finding the perfect notes for a song
with a lovely tune and a catchy chorus
where everyone can happily sing along

I wish I could be the perfect gentleman
open doors for you and push in your chair
the one who listens to you quietly.
Be sensitive and show that I truly care.

I'll do my best to live these dreams
no matter how hard it seems,
even when the whole world is against me
I'll do my best to fulfill these wishes
in spite of all the criticisms -

That's where I stopped. I gave up on this poem. This poem is mainly about some of my hopes and dreams. One is music. I love music, and making it is all the more fun, especially when it's your very own. I'd also want to be a really good companion and really meet someone for me.