the way she...

The way she speaks...wish I was a word...

could have meant something to her and she would have heard...

each time I think of her... my mind enters a bliss...

I love her...love her for everything she is...

The way she gazes...wish I was the scene...

she could have noticed me and in her eyes I would have been...

I may have a lot...still she is the one I miss...

I love her...love her for everything she is...

The way she prays...wish I was a bead...

she could have held me and I would have been with her in times of need...

don't want to lose her now or I'll be shattered with the words etched on every single piece...

I love her...love her for everything she is...

The way she hum...wish I was a song...

she could have played and learned me and I would have been long...

each breathe of me becomes a lyric and it goes like this...

I love her...love her for everything she is...

I love her...love her for everything she is...