What a long talk we had yesterday,
filled with emotion and tears...

Two hundred poems i have written,
and fifty quotes to...

You will always be,
that seventeen year old girl...

I hate to see you suffer so,
at the hand of someone who does not know...

When we are together,
the world feels a better place...

Its been a busy day today,
i had little chance to mail you...

I am still on a high over you,
its short of a miracle...

You really make me laugh sometimes,
when we have our talks...

We often find ourselves,
Asking what can we do...

If i had to think really hard,
what i dont like about you...

Teenage love was fine,
but this is something new...

Waiting for time to pass by.
longing for the day when i see you again...