The old you

by Christine   Mar 19, 2006


Years of starring
wondering if it could be
came to a close
when you said you loved me
then you took it away
your confession
and i thought you took your love
apparently i was wrong
you love me now
but wont admitt it?
its as if your feelings are the piece of meet
and im the dog.
that may sound all odd and weird to you
but to me it makes sense
you make me feel like jello
then like fire-burining you with every word i say!
what can i do
to tell you i love you too?
im nervous
to say the least
i love to hang out
to talk like friends
to talk like...
like...
we used to
i want the old you back is the bottom line
i love you
isnt that enough?

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  • 18 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    Ah the sweet softness of young lovers singing their songs of love and passion. May your heart be strong and if it should ever break may you tenderly carress each crack with sweet remeberence as you embrace the memories of those moments when your heart was full of hope and unblinded by reality. Love is grand - keep up your good works...