It's You

by Cassandra Christilaw   Jan 26, 2005


I sit here wondering
Wondering what makes me so different from the rest
Is it my brown stright hair hitting against my chest?
The way my eyes light up the room?
Or is there something more in this picture that you see past everything?
When you look at me
The edges of my lips start to cuve
Every word you say
Giggles start to acure
When your gone and not around
I feel so lonely
Missing you to be near
When I think it's you I'm thinking of
Sometimes I'll look at our first picture kiss
Thinking to myself it's you I've been missing all my life
Your touches are so nice and soft
The kisses we share are so deep and loving
It hits me its you've I've been wanting

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