addicted
Addicted...
The way you look at me makes me smile,
The way you speak to me makes me fly,
I always wished I could deny it
But I'm sorry to say
I can't...
I wished for a guy who was loving and caring...
Someone who would respect me the way I am...
The real me...
And it was you who made me feel loved,
It where your arms who comfert me,
with the way you put them around me...
It where your eyes who spook to me...
And told me that you loved me too...
It where your lips who tuched me much to soft...
The words that your lips spook where so sweet, so soft...
I wanted you would never stop talking...
You could only melt me with the look in your eyes...
Too much love from one person can't be too good...
And so I still can't deny...
I'm addicted...
Hopelessly addicted to you...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| ukkepuk: | Vrijdag, juli 12, 2002 22:15 |
| addicted, i know the feeling, it's a other word for being so inlove... for me then..xxlov the way u write | |
| knuffietje: | Zaterdag, mei 04, 2002 19:49 |
| djezus ... zo mooi .. xx |
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| Auteur: martina... | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Susan | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 mei 2002 | ||
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