The sun illuminates the clouds. The moon brightens the night. That’s what love does

She wanted her own time her own life her own set of eyes.

I’d loved to be alone with you, but then I guess that’d make us together.

Because people aren't always as they seem and the moral of the story is the apple isn't always sweet.

Every cloud has a silver lining; little did you know my colors are starting to change.

Once you go silent everyone starts misinterpreting what your silence says.

It's okay to be hurt because what is pleasure without some pain.

She is a woman who deserves some respect. She's the one who'll bear the belligerent burden of birthing your kids. She's a woman, not an ass, or a breast or something else that could be sexually caressed. Appreciate the woman that she is because she and your mother are one in the same. She will be a wife someday; should't she get treated like more of a gain?

Because she was a blank mural and you wrote all over her.

Rain drips from the skyI hope it rains forever If that's what it takes to wash you away from meAnd when I'm cleanI'll finally be free.