I played handball everyday
Because it was a way of life...

Sometimes I dream about you
You were once a good friend...

There have been many guys in my life
Always I think of you...

I remember it now as if it were yesterday
A night of big partying...

Big fat liars is what they are
I don't even care what they say anymore...

She's the moo to the cow
The honey to the bee...

2 become 1
You and I equal 2...

If it were meant to be
Then baby you'd be mine...

The way I love you is different
It's love without the 'V...

It's funny how I write about you
I write these poems for you all the time...

We grow up so fast
You don't even know...

It's forbidden the way I feel for you
You have someone special...