Tuesday, January 13th, 2009 | Author: markross
I wish, I wish I knew your name, but you don’t feel the same. I try to turn you on, but you look the other way. When I look into your eyes, it makes me want to cry. I’ve met a lot of girls, but it really doesn’t matter, ’cause you’re the one I want, yes you’re the one I need. Pride, I act like I don’t care, but inside I’m hurt and scared. I feel so insecure, my world is caving in. I need to fall in love, but I know I won’t forget you. You’re always in my dreams and there you’ll stay forever. Time, they say it heals all wounds, but this one’s way too deep; and every girl I meet, makes me think of you love. What am I to do? I wish I never met you, but now I must go on and try to live without you. Copyright © 2005 Mark Ross
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