I try and try to write of other things, yet my mind always wanders back to love I guess because its so mysterious I find it very intriging Its something Ive never had Well the love of a parent, yes And of a friend, an aunt or an uncle But ive never had that magical kind thats shared between two people The kind that when you look into that other person's eyes you feel content And when you hold them, you both feel safe & wanted Ive always looked for that security Its all Ive ever wanted for so long I can only imagine what its like To be the most important possession in someone else's life To be needed and loved and respected Now those things are all but a dream A wonderful fantasy I keep deep inside until my day for love has come...Birth sign: Cancer
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