I love him, by Melissa
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every day
every hour
every minute
and every second
...I think of him
he is the one i think of all day long
he is he one i seem to be growing on
he makes me smile
when i am sad
i love the comfort
it makes me glad
i like to think we are made for each other
and maybe even last forever
i like to sit
and talk with him
and go through everything
thick and thin
he tells me all I need to hear
he wispers li somethings in my ear
i want him to be
the one who stays
in my heart
so we can play and play
i like t believe he is my one and only
but time can only tell if i wind up lonely
if i cant have him
i dont want no other
he is my one
I couldnt enjoy another
seeing him makes my day go faster
i hope i am the one hes after
he feels my heart with happeness
i didn't know life could be like this
i am not sure how he does it
or what he actually did
i love him more than anything
and hope to God i mean everything
to him and all he comes upon
and hope he never becomes GONE!
......yes, this poem is pretty LAME!!!!!!!
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Posted: 2006-06-15 06:42:10 UTC |
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2010-03-24 23:51:21 | baya |
well this is a cheesy poem . . . and mixed up don't worry ill call it a prose. |