Your gestures don't fill my desire
I fill my room up in a trash bag...
I'll crown you with many crowns
If you'll say yes...
I'm not sure I can say that i've been in love...
Even though I've said those words I can't admit...
You are smart and intelligent
You are kind and considerate...
I don't know when this happened,
Or how this came to be...
Just like a kid angry at there drawing,
scraping away at the memory of dispare...
This is how my first love began,
We met through friends...
I think about him daily he's become my addiction
he's my world,my life,my friend my enemy...
I walk along a path 1 day,,,
and i am not to notice that it seemed lonley...
Once long ago, I was empty,
Empty of life, air, and love...
Dis is about hw much a luved dis boy called marc...
at the beginning of june 08, a was wiv this boy...
Your nothing but kind
I'm nothing but scared...