UNTiTLED*5

by jessicachristine   Apr 26, 2007


So what if I miss his laugh?..
His smile, his frown,
The curls in his hair,
The way he looks down.
How he says my name,
How he plays with my hair,
He twrills it around his finger,
Like he doesn't even care.
He can love like no other,
This I promise you.
We struggle a bit,
But we always come through.
Past the laughs, there were tears,
Past the fights, there were fears,
He wants me...I think,
That certain way he stares into my eyes.
He's given me something special,
He read through my mind.
So baby,
If you're reading this,
Hey maybe...
I need to tell you something.
No matter what you say, what you do..
Let me say just this...
What I take inside this heart
-is true-
& I don't care what slips out
You should always know these three words...
They're coming from the bottom of my heart.
& I know we can make it,
We're the love birds
:s

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