strings of love
O My. My, My, My!!!!
I love the sound of an acoustic guitar. I just feel it. AHHHHH, I FREAKIN' LOVE IT! I want to play one so bad! I havent tried hard enough to get one.
I know this sounds so cheesy, but oh...wow, how i would just fall to me knees if a guy would sing his heart off to me as he plays the beautiful sound of a guitar. It's a key to my heart!
Laugh if you may, but i cannot hide it. I want one so bad. I shall save my money better and find one to start off with from a pawn shop. And, if i must, make harder sacrifices if this is what it takes.
Ah, Paul Davison of the world of myspace. I just loved how you added me for me to know, once again, that i still do have the strong urge and desire what you do. I look up to you. Especially, since you sing your pure heart out for my one true love, my Lord and Savior.
What more can i say about this heart-filling sound? Oh, yeah, it makes me think of that word again, called love.What is it? Sure, i do know a love of Him up there in heaven, but sorry to say, I want, yet , a different kind of the word. I want someone to love me in a way that they'll never let me go. Someone to find a complete passion for me. Sound too demanding? Nah, it's just put into other words. I want someone to love me. I want someone to share stories with. I want someone. I need someone. I want someone to sing to. I want love.