Relationships

by Aeisha Lee   May 14, 2008


No longer talking.
No longer talking.

Sometimes seeing is heard believing.
Sometimes crying is like denying.

Awaiting your call.
Awaiting your time.

Also wondering what's in mind.
Also thinking of all memories.

Why cant you call?
Why cant you talk?

You called !
You talked !

You gave me your friendship!
You gave me your love!

Before I new It you were here!
Before I new It you were near!

love grows ,You told me so

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