Love is...

by HAiLEY   Jul 16, 2005


Love is when you miss him even before he leaves,
when you could listen to him talk all night and never get tired of hearing his voice,
when the sound of his name sends chills down your spine,
when you see his smile the second you close your eyes,
and when you still love him even though you know he'll never be yours...

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