as i lay in bed tonight i can think only of you
of your touch, your smell, your kiss, the way you laugh
how I long to be with you
how i wish every night for you to want me
but i know these are only dreams
unrequited dreams of the sweetest kind
our love was never love and i should have seen it then
I tell myself that every night in hopes to wake up and believe
but i know in my heart what i felt, what i feel is real
what i know to be true is the truest of truths
afterall, can love be unpure?
or is love just love no matter how tainted in deciete?
I.don't.know.
In my mind i can kiss you, touch you, feel you, love you
but its only in
hey its me prince long time no talk
just wondering how you are and whats up with you
so you and colin??? how???
if you dont want to tell me then dont
-prince