To all you romantics from a romantic
I wish I was Plastic man...How I wish, I was a plastic man......I miss you, I wish it could have been, like it should have been....happiness, happiness till the end....But the end got here, before you & I became one, and now there is none......It was great fun to be in love with you & you loved me , you said, but now it is all dead.....Caring for someone means so much to me, but love has been mean to me....I can`t retaliate, because that would be hate.....In our break-up, the hurt was all mine & that you didn`t seem to mind....Why should you, you lost nothing, I lost you, and me with my great concern about hurting you.....maybe compassion is not your fashion.....Still, I have only fond memories of you & me. There was never anything sad or bad between you & me......I`m so very happy our two little worlds touched, it made our little worlds mean so much.......I still love you & maybe always will, until "the little windmills of my mind set me free with their gentle breeze......Then I can sit under the tree & just feel the gentle breeze, that set me free.........So they say, to have loved, is better than not have loved at all, as the very last tear starts to fall........I wish I had a heart of plastic.....like Plastic man...Then I would not give a damn.........Love you all......SSW......Bueno....author of www.amazon.com life goes out of style....
