Okay, at the request of Seii, I am writing another Mishiro. But the thing is, I am all "storied" out at the moment, so I am just going to write a quick poem... Kay? Please R&R!
Does love know age?
Does it have knowledge of the people,
Who tell us we're to young,
To young to love,
To young to be loved,
Just to young.
Yet my love for her,
The radiance that glows around her, Feel's as though it should last forever,
So how can love know age?
Does love know age?
Does it know, that when I look at him,
I can see him for who he is,
And that I can't live without him,
Does it know, that I would go crazy,
Without him day to day,
Does it know, that without him,
Life wouldn't be worth living?
So how can love know age?
Love doesn't know age,
It only knows, who should be loved
Okay, sorry for any over amount of sappiness, crappiness, etc. Please R&R!!!!
Does love know age?
Does it have knowledge of the people,
Who tell us we're to young,
To young to love,
To young to be loved,
Just to young.
Yet my love for her,
The radiance that glows around her, Feel's as though it should last forever,
So how can love know age?
Does love know age?
Does it know, that when I look at him,
I can see him for who he is,
And that I can't live without him,
Does it know, that I would go crazy,
Without him day to day,
Does it know, that without him,
Life wouldn't be worth living?
So how can love know age?
Love doesn't know age,
It only knows, who should be loved
Okay, sorry for any over amount of sappiness, crappiness, etc. Please R&R!!!!