The Way He Leaves...

by Tikka   Jul 22, 2005


Love I could not define before I met you.
You will never imagine what you lead me to do.
I am a foolish girl to stay with you,
but I do not care.
I love the way you kiss my lips and run your fingers through my hair.
I cried that day when you said we had to be friends.
I always though it was love that never ends.
Washington seems so far away,
I'll still think of you night and day.
When you come home for the summer,
I'll be here waiting for no other.
You are my only love,
I will embrace anything,
even death from above.

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