Dust in the wind

 Dust in the wind

Just a drop of water in the endless sea , your Irish charms runs through me. 

Nothing last forever but the earth and sky, 

It was forever written that through the crowd you would fly high. 

 That Loud Irish charm for all to hear only grew more and more dear.

For all we knew it was several pointless encounters , yet a single year later you are sat in my apartment resting upon my shoulder. 

There is not much we don't discuss , and come the early mornings we are still up. 

we welcome the morning with sweet conversation about everything and nothing , and sit … complaining about somebody or something. 

You call when your happy and when you are sad, but nothing can compare to the feeling we share when you are back .

Over the courtyard sat our first goodbyes. The first time you cried , but no the first time we lied. Medlock is where it started , from then on not another moment passed where we were parted.

Nights in, nights out, nights alone and nights without, but for what I know now will stay true for a lifetime.

 you will be forever by my side.