Wednesday, November 22, 2006
when we first met, i kept lookin at you, becos i was afraid you will go out of my sightwhen we held hands, i kept holding on to you, becos i was afraid you will leave me and i want to hold you tightwhen we had a conversation, i kept talking to you, becos i was afraid you will not remember my voice one daywhen i kept tellin you, "i love you", its becos i was afraid i might not have another chance to sayi left becos i did not see myself in your eyesbecos you let go my hand before it was timei left becos you did not remember my voice in your mindbecos someone else had said "please be mine"...*************************************** i posted this in may 2004...i like it !! ************************
Sunshine ; Wednesday, November 22, 2006
