You have no idea,
how much you mean to me...
The flow of your hair,
running inbetween my fingers...
The first day i met you,
I knew I wanted to be yours...
The feel of your hair,
the taste of your lips...
We finaly said goodbye
and we hugged eachouther tight...
The saddest part wasn't that with each passing day, I felt I needed you more, but the fact that you don't need |