May 23, 2005 02:25
you love its specialy difernt every time you keep me on my feet happly exsited by your smell your hair your smile your intellignts you woo me you love me you like you exsite me you school me you give me thing to think about when you touch me i just cant hold i just cant control it thay say im crazy the way you got me open thay are sick and wonder why this feeling i can not hide its not a thing a pride its love thay say im tripen the way you got my whole life flipen thay say im lossing it cuz you seem to keep my grip we all cry when we feel pain when love is gone were not the same its love