A constant thought.
A constant thought......
That races through my brian, trickles into my sub-conscience and leaves a stain, is of you.
A photo album full of memoires, of happy times that consits of we. Some were bad, that is true and I swear I never meant to cause hurt to you. And it being a cause for us to tear, has became my cross to bare.
My love for you is more precious to me then gold or sliver, I never thought our love would ever wither. I refuse to let it die, it once meant so much to you and I. How can something that meant so much, be so easy to let go? This has been my greatest love, that, for sure, I know.
You have been my moon and my sun, the blood in my veins, and the breath in my lungs.
I ask you to remember An I and you, to look back and enjoy the view. Think how much we meant to one another and about the love we brought eachother.
I swore to you Ill always be by your side, of all that I have said to you, I have never lied.
Is it all so easliy to toss a side, to lock up those feelings and with in yourself to hide?
Please let those feelings, that you used to have for me see the light of day, of nothing more of do I pray.
I beg you not our love that you shun, dont let all that we have shared, to be un-done.
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