My Little Bird

As time passed, our love has blossomed. It had blossomed into a beautiful rose. The time for our love is perfect in this season, As the flame of our hearts, burning with passion, shows. It has been a short period of time, but our love seems eternal, Even if other emotions disrupt us. This feeling that we share, isn't normal, And through it all, we share a bond unlike any other and hold each other's trust. Time has flowed through our grasp And I have only shined brighter being accompanied by you. You have made this heart arise when it collapsed, And too few have done this, that is true. Although I do wish to show you my feelings through actions and not words. I love you a lot, my little bird.

By Fatal Disease