written for her

It seems like everything I write takes form in the shape of her Each line and cliche Like sunny days Stars that will never fade Flowers that bloom in the shade How her laugh serenades That no symphony or orchestra can replicate As long as my heart is still beating The words will keep eating about the way that I'm feeling how I'll always be needing To see her smile There's just no quitting or escaping that everything I'm fabricating will always be about her