Right then and there.
All I could see was eyes.
True and Blue.
Everything around them was a mess
eyelids half open
wrinkled at the corners
barely conscience.
I saw us as 80 years old
with our hair all a mess.
Waking up next to you.
And not somebody else.
And later on too
when you were all around
not in a good mood.
I could not help but be by
your side probably more of an annoyance
than anything else, but still with the good intention
of bringing your smile back.
When you're willing to work this hard
you know what you are.
Yea, there's a definite.
I'll always be in love.
Monday, January 25, 2010
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