while I sit here, using the ink from my veins to write poetry for you, you are out there composing melodies for someone else. - S.
The love it takes to keep you, the love it takes to hold you, to kiss you even hold your hand..Not knowing the endearing plan..To love you as you are and as I am.to he continued
Hmm "composing melodies WITH someone else" adds different meaning and your intentions were probably somewhere else but the ink from my veins make me think its more painful than just FOR someone else.