It doesn't seem to make sense,
I can't find the perfect taste,
Searching high and low for your secret love,
Hoping that such love would be returned to me,
Your smell haunts me as I walk pass the corner,
It makes my heart beat weaker and weaker,
My legs begin to tremble in awe of your beauty,
The sight of you just seems to make my day,
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Strange Love
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Dedication
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