Tuesday, May 08, 2007

started one morning.. black paper on window frames
formal introductions, exchanging names...
she turned to me and said.. i do believe i can fly
and i knew she could coz i saw it in her eyes..

i donno why i'm writing what i am... 18 months is a long time for a college time relationship to last.... n its already been 6 months since this poem was written for me as an anniversary present..

wierd how sometimes when u dont think anything good could ever come your way... life gives u a blessing that u wouldnt have believed possible...

i wish could write the way he does... just so i could tell him what he means to me...