He

by Jerika   Nov 3, 2004


He didn\'t know I loved him.

He was my first love and only true love.

He made my world peaceful like the wind on a doves wings.

He made me feel like it was only us in the room at times.

I wanted his love and care. I finally wanted him to be mine.

Don\'t you know how they say better late than never.

Its not always true.

When he left he left not knowing he broke and unbreakable heart.

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