Sunday, July 17, 2005
You're home. And you made absolutely certain that I know that I still belong only to you. Thank you for thinking of me after what must have been a long journey.
Why is it I continue to convince myself that you don't love me any more? Why is it that every time these waves of depression come I begin to think that you wouldn't even notice if I was gone?
Why is it you are the only person who can still make me cry?
Why is it I continue to convince myself that you don't love me any more? Why is it that every time these waves of depression come I begin to think that you wouldn't even notice if I was gone?
Why is it you are the only person who can still make me cry?
