thebeautifultruth
All because of you
Wednesday, June 24, 2009 10:39 PMAll because of you
In my dream, I felt your heart beating,
In my head, love was repeating.
It was repeating all over again,
I fell in love with you once again.
I never knew what love could do,
Until I met you.
They say when we're in love, there's nothing for them we wouldn't do,
Now I know, it's true.
That four letters that join you and I,
When we look into each other's eye.
That sweet emotion,
As vast as the ocean.
Some days were happy, some were sad,
Some days were bad, but none were regrets.
Because I knew that when you're next to me,
The sun would still shine undoubtingly.
I love you today,
I'll love you tomorrow.
You make me smile, you make me laugh, you make me cry,
And you don't even need to try.
We'll dance under the stars,
And hold hands while chasing cars.
We'll lie on the green grass,
And smile at each other as we trespass.
We'll kiss beneath the milky twilight,
And think of each other throughout the night.
And get no sleep that night.
In my dream, I felt your heart beating,
In my head, love was repeating.
It was repeating all over again,
I fell in love with you once again.
I never knew what love could do,
Until I met you.
They say when we're in love, there's nothing for them we wouldn't do,
Now I know, it's true.
That four letters that join you and I,
When we look into each other's eye.
That sweet emotion,
As vast as the ocean.
Some days were happy, some were sad,
Some days were bad, but none were regrets.
Because I knew that when you're next to me,
The sun would still shine undoubtingly.
I love you today,
I'll love you tomorrow.
You make me smile, you make me laugh, you make me cry,
And you don't even need to try.
We'll dance under the stars,
And hold hands while chasing cars.
We'll lie on the green grass,
And smile at each other as we trespass.
We'll kiss beneath the milky twilight,
And think of each other throughout the night.
And get no sleep that night.
once there was me
I'm Janice, sixteen, but really, I'm three. I live in my own fantasy of endless imagination. I like the smell of new books and the wonders a camera can do. I laugh way too much.
And this, is my life.
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