~AbOuT YoU~

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By ~MiSsInG HiM~

This was when me and my last boyfriend(first love) were going out. Yeah, I know I write a lot about this. I guess it helps me get through! When I wake up in the morning all I can think about is you Maybe you called my cell at night like you used to do When school lets out I'm hoping you'll be there Even if we don't speak God answered my prayers When I go to bed at night I think about memories we shared How much I miss your love Still praying that you cared When I dream of you My tears stop pouring just to wake up to harsh reality called morning.

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October 30, 2005 19:17

wow, very very good, think of him first thing in morning, last thing at night, hard stuff :)