Sep 21, 2005 12:38
You couldn't make up a lie. I'm reassured. I'm lucky. "You like me that much?" I care about you. "I would do it again... and again and again." "You're worth it." I want you. I miss you. Every night I tell the Lord, 'I love you God' like five times before I go to bed because He brought me someone like you into my life.