As she sees his face, she ends up gazing.
Gazing upon those two, deep, black eyes.
Wondering, hoping, struggling.
Always leaving her breathless,
Making her lifeless,
Every time her eyes meet with his.
Although he never seems to care,
She has always been there,
Waiting for him.
She never seems to lose hope, though.
That someday, he'll realize,
THAT THE RIGHT ONE FOR HIM IS HER.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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