:/
looking through my box makes me sad/happy.
looking back on one person in particular makes me
look at the future in hopes of a better time with him...
but right now i have a fabulous man and i just want to
roll with it til stuff happens and i get older...
its like when the problems began i was a child but now..
things are happening and im growning,. this sounds kinda lame but
i realy miss him... so much that it brings tears to my eyes
thinking about the person he used to be
and the tthings he used to tell me.. he was everything
to me and now he has become like nothing...
but still in the depths of my heart i have found an
ever burning passion to be in his arms and he hear his
soft suttle voice in my ear. to feel his strong embrace
around my body. to lookin into his deep curious eyes.
to tell him jsut one more time i love you.
looking back on one person in particular makes me
look at the future in hopes of a better time with him...
but right now i have a fabulous man and i just want to
roll with it til stuff happens and i get older...
its like when the problems began i was a child but now..
things are happening and im growning,. this sounds kinda lame but
i realy miss him... so much that it brings tears to my eyes
thinking about the person he used to be
and the tthings he used to tell me.. he was everything
to me and now he has become like nothing...
but still in the depths of my heart i have found an
ever burning passion to be in his arms and he hear his
soft suttle voice in my ear. to feel his strong embrace
around my body. to lookin into his deep curious eyes.
to tell him jsut one more time i love you.