What are you trying to do to me?
You're messing with
my head,
my heart,
and now I just can't see
you, for what you really are,
you're just the one who stole my heart.
You're just the one
who knows my mind,
how easily,
your gentle words
can get to me.
Why are you carrying on this game,
each time it feels
more wrong
to me
and never is the same,
as the first time, because I start to feel,
that you're not being true with me,
you're not the one
who's good for me,
and all you do,
is make me feel,
like I need you.
Wow... different format and style, but it's good. Hold on, Charlotte, you're a beautiful and talented girl with a lot to offer, I'd hold up for Mr. Perfect first ;)
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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Warm Love,
*-Brittany-*
xxx
William Bonilla
One day your prince will come...