An Untitled Love

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Oh I love it when he smiles at me,and I love it when he dances with me.It's love when he gazes into my eyes.He does stuff that's extra ordinary.He does stuff that makes me smile so wide,well, it's just a feeling I cannot hide.The little things are what matters the most.Even when we are in opposite coasts.Again the little things are what matters.Like the romantic words he leaves on notes.A drawing, a letter are just some ways.The little things he does to show he cares.It could be as simple as showing up.By far he always seems to prove himself.





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C said...
Nov. 4, 2008 at 6:26 pm
I love all your poems
 
caitfreak said...
Nov. 4, 2008 at 2:50 pm
Again Awesome Poem Cassandra. caitlin
 
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