Friday, May 8, 2009

Where is my mind?

I feel so lucky to have found you but why me?
Whatever it is about me that you like, I'm glad you see it.
I've wished for this for so long and it's coming true. You're my wish come true.
I'm waiting for the catch. Nothing's perfect. You're not perfect.
But you're pretty close...

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