this is old-

[kissesdeath]

Filled with Sarrow. For I can no longer have what I want. What I want is you. The cut is deep the wound is big. The thing that has happened keeps filling my head. You are not mine and I am not yours. Oh, how I long to be yours. The silly games you thought I played were not games at all you just dont understand. To hold you in my arms forever and tomorrow would give me joy, but at last I'm filled with sarrow.
xoxo Misty xoxo