Of Life and DeathOf Life and DeathOf Life and Death
All the time, I think about life. What is the point of life? To love, To hate, To like, To not.
Also, I think of death. What is the point of death? To experience things totally unexperienced before.
i love you foxI do remember the time when I looked at you with love, and you looked back the same way. Everytime I dream, I dream about you and me... together then and now... except... now will never come. I will probably be emotionally destroyed by the time you get this... though I wish it were not as it is... you dont love me as I love you. When I looked at you and you looked at me, we had a conection like no other. A bond of love stronger than any I had, and still I haven’t felt any bond as strong as the one we had. I poured all of my soul into the relationship we had, every ounce of my heart wi love you fox
In LoveIn LoveIn Love
The way I blush when I think of you, The way I smile when I remember your words- The way I almost wanna pass out when someone mentions you- The way I wanna go to bed early, Just so I can dream of you-
The way I wanna hold your hand, The way I write your name on my schoolpapers- The way I wish I shared every class with you, The way my heart beats faster, And the way I feel when I imagine you with me-
I'm just like every other girl, Who's ever wanted to be held by someone else- And I'm just like every story, Hoping for a love-filled
how I feel
Sadness
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