The way you smile
Your sweet voice
When you touch my hand
It makes my heart jump
I long to be loved again
But i fear to be hurt again
What is more dangerous than fear
For in fear i avoid my heart
But my heart cries for love
But must not realize the pain?
Can love ever be true?
Are there those out there who do see me as an object?
My only wish is that i am person to you not something you own...
Are you gonna be like him???
