Lovely Despair

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By little_irish_rose

You are the only one who keeps me true. I will always only ever be complete with you. Love without the one would be like living hell. Love without a story gives us nothing to tell. Me without you is like salt without pepper. Nothing would seem right nothing gets better. A heart is only a stage we are but the play. I'll walk upon this stage until my dying day. The stage has cracked not once but thrice. Now im doing things over, not thinking twice. To see where I messed up I don't have to look far. It is easy to see things were just too hard. You are the only one who gets me to exist. The only one I loose myself in every kiss. We aren't the only people in this entire place. But it feels like you're the only one when I look into your face. I love everything about you the way you do your hair. And hate every moment when you are not there. I'm tired of pretending I'm tired of the cold. I'm sick of going home at night with no one there to hold. I want to live my life, for fairytales to be true. I want to know that forever I can be with you.

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January 24, 2006 02:01Faith

Well done!