In The Crowd To Show Her The Way , I Found An Excuse To Take Her Hand

In the crowd to show her the way , I found an excuse to take her hand ✨

Everytime we talk to someone , it could be the last conversation , the last words we share ..

I'm trying to always be nice, and grateful for the moment . Cause if I become a memory , I wanna be a good one .

I am not enough today

But maybe if I have enough time in life

I can make it right

“Everybody I ever loved, I still love a little.”

— Marilyn Monroe to Hedda Hopper, 1961

In a world where hearts are cold

I'm still very sentimental

I'm like a bee looking for a flower

Going to the faded ones for her entire life

Just because she tasted them once

And thought they would last forever

But flowers fade, now and ever

And kind hearts plant new seeds somewhere

Daisies and pansies will grow out of the grass

Gush after gush , reserved for you