Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Without a Dear______,

You know me more than I know myself,
you know my next move,
what I'm thinking about...
when I'm thinking about it.
I try to run away...
but I can't hide.

You know my destiny.
You know about my yesterday and my tomorrow.
I might not say it often
but

I greatly appreciate you.

Thank you...

Thank you.

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