5 stycznia 2012
Cry
Every time you walk away I cry...because you don't know how special you are to me. Every time you hang up the phone....I cry because I might never hear the sound of your voice again. When I can't find the right words to tell you exactly how I feel....I cry, because I'm not sure you know how much I love you. When you wipe away my tears, I don't want to cry anymore. I want you to know that I'm crying because I'm happy. I'm glad you love me more then the world. I'm glad that when you walk away, you always come back and take me with you. It makes me smile to know that when you hang up, you call right back just to say "I love you." I know that when I can't find the right words to say, you whisper in my ear "I know, and I love you to baby." So if you ever see me crying, just know how much I love you, and always will.
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