ii wann to be the only hand;
youu wish to hold on to.
a tear falls -forever- inside a brokenheart,
before i met you.
i never knew what;
it was like to look at someome;
and smile for no reason.
holding to a dream;
that wunn come thruu.
somethings in life;are worth waiting for;
even if it means waiting.
you know youure in love;
when the hardest thing;
to do is to say goodbye.

i love you* Wednesday, February 02, 2005