"It's yours you know"
I whispered as he lay listening to my heart,
and I knew it was true.
This angel faced boy has done what no one else could,
he's stolen my heart,
no, even worse,
I'd given it to him.
That charred,
broken,
scared,
ruined
little heart.
Something no one had wanted
and yet he treats it like gold.
I hear him sigh
his hand seeks mine.
And we lay together watching the stars appear,
speechless in the beauty of the moment.
This is what its all about.
the simple moments
the simple gestures
Romance doesn't need to be grand,
it only needs to be sincere.

05/12/2004

Author's Note: Yeah really just want it to be Friday so I can go see Mike...

Posted on 05/12/2004
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