Brookport (300 miles away)
By Bigheadbob
Three hundread million miles away from you, Thats how it seems to me, Wishing you were here right now, There's beautiful sites to see. None as beautiful, As your face. Nor diserving, Of your grace. But niether am I, Thats how it seems. I only get you, In my dreams. To you I might seem pushy, Or like I cant take a hint. But if thats the truth of the matter, Then tell me to "go get bent". I've told you lots "I like you", But you've never said the same to me. Think about it for a second, Whats the most that we can be? Cause to me it seems like your flirting, But boy can I be wrong. Please tell me how it is you feel, Dont leave me waiting long. Remember what happened last time, You did'nt respont to me. Lots of bad was wrote, You just now got to see. Dont worry about my feelings, For they are tough as steel. Just do not leave me waiting, Anticipations surreal. Written March 25th, 2002 © on Mar 25 2002 02:30 PM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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