I Love You

She never told him what to do,
He never cared what to say,
She never heard his "I love you,"
He liked it to be that way.

She never dared to show her love,
He never knew, but anyone...
And when she finally left,
There was no begging back or whine.

She needed badly him with her,
he never knew, seemed to forget.
When she did that--he wasn't sure;
The thing hit him:"How could I let..."

She never told him what to do,
He never cared what to say.
At last...with last breath:"I love you,"
Brought love for death from love that day.


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she don't care about my big screen
my collection dvds
things like that just never mattered much to her
plus she don't watch too much TV

she likes me for me
not because I hang with Leonardo

Punk   14.06.2002 09:29     Заявить о нарушении
And that's probably happiness... You're so lucky with that if it's about you... Thanks...

all the best for you,

Evvie Rough   14.06.2002 17:25   Заявить о нарушении
Yes I'm happy at all but it wasn't me:) It was "Blessid Union of Souls" band

Punk   15.06.2002 18:44   Заявить о нарушении
Well...I didn't know that...good stuff, though*)

Evvie Rough   15.06.2002 19:06   Заявить о нарушении
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