LOVE is what,
i enjoyed myself thinking about you when
you made me wait.
LOVE is what,
i slapped myself to realize it's not a dream
when you said I LOVE YOU.
LOVE is what,
i found you every where by only one
thought of you.
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Author:
murli.ilovemydreams (
Offline) - Published: January 30th, 2011 13:05
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Wow. I LOVE the picture with it...such a nice fitting touch with the words. It's a sweet little reflection....and very enjoyable to consider.
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