Dear My somebody,

I want to be there when you're happy,
I want to see you play your dirty sport.
I can't go on without you in my world.
I want to be yours, girl.
I just want to spend the night with you.

Don't fret that I'll leave,
cause you know I'll never.
Barely three weeks made me
over infactuated with you.
This must be love.

I want your life to be my life,
I want my life to be you r life.
You make me smile like none other.
When I think of you, I smile.
This really must be love.

Can I take your hand and lead the way,
the way where nothing else matters.
Where we will be euphoric at the
presence of each other.
This is really love.
:)



On a random note, I didn't know Amelia
knew about it long ago :O

Yours, K
9:27 PM