I'm not sorry for the things I said,
Those romantic notes I left you
While you sweetly dreamed in bed.
I'm not sorry for the things I have done,
Embracing you tightly under setting sun.
I'm not sorry for wanting you,
Holding your soft pretty hands as I walked with you
I'm not sorry for needing you,
When you cried in my arms
I was the one who believed in you.
But most of all,
I'm not sorry for this,
I love you and it is you that I miss
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
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