I wrote this poem at a late hour .. its kida fuuny...

***** before u start reading this poem , u should...

You held my hand so tight
And together we ran...

There you stood ,
Talking to her...

When I look around me .. I feel that I am really...
I really need a way out , how much would that cost...

A late summer breeze blew down the street
It gently brushed my hair ,helped me fight down...

Baby , u are kind , handsome , and sweet ..
In simple words , u are almost complete...