Well Hello
I'm not quite sure why I still write on this...

There's this place in me where your fingerprints...

Roses are red,
violets are blue...

Love is like a lump of gold,
Hard to get, and hard to hold...

* This isnt a poem*
i ve just logged in her after a long time...

I havent seen you for 4 years now... I'm 24 this...