Dec 11, 2001 17:44
It is the hope that I will see you again soon.
It is the promise of a wonderful moment.
It is the memory of the moments that have passed.
It is the song in which my heart has memorized the tune.
It is the feeling in which my knees buckle and I shiver, though not from cold.
It is the gaze in which you melt my heart.
It is the smile that makes my body shake.
It is the person you are that makes me feel this way.