well. I am alone and heartbroken. But i will not forget nor let die this love. So every day i will compose some poetry for my love. whom i may never speak to or see again less it is in my dreams.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Reminiscing
There is just so much That I miss, Us holding hands Our arguments, Every time We would kiss, Was nothing less Than passionate, So one regret I must admit, My loving you Has come to this
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