How blessed I am that you are in my life Not a day goes by when I do not think of you You make everything alright To you I do not have to prove myself For you know me I love you How blessed I am that you are in my life How honoured I am to be a part of yours Memories made and shared With you the one I love My friend, my lover, my king 'Til the end You leave me wanting nothing more than wanting more of you. Your essence, your being, Just takes me away... Back to a time way back. Back when charming princes In shining armor, on white horses, Flourished, their swords, Making the princesses swoon. You do that to me, Make me laugh, and fret, And swoon, on occasion. But without a sword, Or a great white horse, Or armor, You are still a prince. And my prince, Whom I'd swoon over, Any day. |
Love is strong yet delicate. It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this. To be in love is to respect this.
Friday, September 5, 2008
I MISS HIM MORE EACH DAY!!
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