This heart of mine use to be wooed to silence
It use to be told Love was a unkind word
I had fear of saying it, thinking it or believing it was real
But that all changed the second I was allowed to come back to you
You waited 8 months after I choose another guy over you
You respected what I said and we fought with everything to stay friends
But if ever a mention of me being with someone else, it hurt you and I felt bad...I only felt bad because I had hurt you and was so deeply in love with you.
I choose the other guy because I needed to grow up, I needed to mature and get hurt so that I would know how much you loved
Seeing how much you love me day to day is like trying to count all the stars in the sky, its impossible
And I still try to find out, "how am I so lucky, that he believes he's the lucky one?"
Meet in March of 2005 while I was dating someone else, went threw 4 boyfriends (one of whom was his brother)before final ending up with Chris on November 21st...were getting married December 16th 2006
