When you call me.
When you write me.
When you whisper sweet words.
You're thoughful.
I'm asborded by your expressional heart.
When you reach out to me.
When you kis me.
When hold me.
When you say you lost without me.
You're thoughful.
When I'm sick.
And you are there.
When you sick.
And I am there.
We thoughtful toward one another.
You considerate in every way.
You someone that special to me in many ways.
Oct 24, 2012
Oct 24, 2012 at 4:49 PM UTC
When you call me.
When you write me.
When you whisper sweet words.
You're thoughful.
I'm asborded by your expressional heart.
When you reach out to me.
When you kis me.
When hold me.
When you say you lost without me.
You're thoughful.
When I'm sick.
And you are there.
When you sick.
And I am there.
We thoughtful toward one another.
You considerate in every way.
You someone that special to me in many ways.
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