It's almost been two years,
since your lips found mine,
since you've washed away all my fears,
since you made me feel so fine.
It's almost been two years now.
My life forever changed,
I would hate you therefor; was my vow,
But I do not; isn't that strange?
I miss you more than I can say,
I know; it's now too late,
But my feelings just won't go away,
I guess this is my fate...
Forever lost, forever lonely.
Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, december 03, 2005 11:15 |
I'm sure that's not your fate,, although it may seem that way for the moment! The pain will get better...but it will take some time! nice poem x! |
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Auteur: April | ||
Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 02 december 2005 | ||
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