by Unknown
Dec 2009 391 Views 2 comments
SOMETIMES IT HAPPENS
When you meet that ONE
who thinks like you
there's really not much
you can say or do.
Just hold on tight
and brace for the ride.
Try to still those butterflies
spinning around inside.
Five hours on line;
two more on the phone.
And suddenly you feel
like you're not alone.
who thinks like you
there's really not much
you can say or do.
Just hold on tight
and brace for the ride.
Try to still those butterflies
spinning around inside.
Five hours on line;
two more on the phone.
And suddenly you feel
like you're not alone.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2009
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