| Have a | |
| Craving to | |
| Write some | |
| Love poems | |
| I can hear | |
| Them | |
| Calling | |
| Me | |
| But there is | |
| No one to | |
| Write | |
| To | |
| Seems too | |
| Empty to | |
| Write to | |
| No one | |
| Suppose I | |
| Could | |
| Indulge in | |
| Fantasy | |
| Could | |
| Write | |
| To | |
| Everyone | |
| Let | |
| My | |
| Imagination | |
| Roam | |
| But all | |
| That | |
| Seems | |
| Empty | |
| They are | |
| Going to | |
| Have to | |
| Wait | |
| Unfold | |
| As a | |
| New love | |
| Unfolds | |
| Hope the | |
| Day | |
| Comes | |
| Soon | |
| It is time | |
| For a | |
| Little | |
| Romance | |
| Someone who | |
| Will | |
| Brighten up my | |
| Life | |
| Help | |
| Me to | |
| Find my | |
| Smile | |
| Help | |
| Me to | |
| Keep | |
| Growing | |