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we'll gaze upon the bright stars tonight but don't forget those flashing neon lights





Wednesday, 25 February 2009
i sleep with your picture every night

dear bigfoot

yes, you are still the one and only person i'd believe in. always and forever.
i miss you.

my heart aches everyday.
every single second
every single minute
every single hour
every single day
every single week
every single month
every single year

it has been 2 years, and i'm so happy that you are still the only one i believe in.
thank you my love, thank you for loving me so dearly. thank you

i wish you love

i wish you bluebirds,
in the springs
to give your heart,
a song to sing
and then a kiss
but more than this

i wish you love

and in july,
a lemonade
to cool you in some leafy glade
i wish you health
and more than wealth

i wish you love


my breaking heart
and i agree,
that you and i could never be
so with my best,
my very best,
i set you free

i wish you shelter,
from the storm
a cozy fire,
to keep you warm

but most of all
when snowflakes fall
i wish you love

but most of all
when snowflakes fall
i wish you love ...


Wednesday, February 25, 2009

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