You walked into my life almost unannounced it seemed. A chip off the old block. "No way she'll talk to me" I say. Yet you took time out of your beautiful yet disasterous life to hear what I wished to say. A moment to let a simple kid who has simple morals and intentions to say that he likes. A chance for one voice to reveal a feeling he has never had before on any other soul. You chose to hear me. I thank you. There begot a spark, menescule in size at first, that spread a fire as wide and far like the Armagedon. Then we met. It was natural. It was humble. It was magical. Almost as if it was meant to be. I felt completed. That last piece of the puzzle that everyone can't find. I FOUND MINE! Just to lose it after a few days of fullness. It was as if I was never hungry and never needed to satisfication of eating to feel good. You are my steak and potatos. And my tasty dessert treat
I miss you
You are my blanket when I am cold. My towel when I am wet. My light when I can't see. My step when I can't walk. My drink when I'm thirsty. My joy to my laugh. My alpha to my omega. My wish upon a shooting STARR.

I miss you
You are my blanket when I am cold. My towel when I am wet. My light when I can't see. My step when I can't walk. My drink when I'm thirsty. My joy to my laugh. My alpha to my omega. My wish upon a shooting STARR.
merlowe:
Ahhh how sweet...I am not sure whether or not to be happy or sad for and sad for me..Cause I don't think you are talking about me are you?
