Her Love

by nayee   Aug 19, 2007


She sits by her phone,
Night and day.
Waiting for the call,
The call that will make,
Her see again.

She hides her secret,
Not telling a soul.
She has no one,
That will keep it,
The truth.

But she is so blind,
For he does the same.
He hides away his love,
This serene game of minds.

It is an indescribable feeling,
With a name so simple,
You wouldn't believe me,
Not even if I told you.
It's all called,
Her Love...

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  • 17 years ago

    by Libby

    Gr8 jobb nayy!
    xx