The first thing I see,

When the night falling down.
The last thing I see,
Is a smile on your lips,
Then I fall asleep.

When the sun raise above the houses,
And the birds start to sing.
The first thing I see
Are you moving towards me.

When I've walked the long way to school,
And the sun shins on me.
The first person I meet,
Are you.

How come,
Since I saw you that first time,
You've been about one of the things
I see the most?

Why Am I feeling like this,
And why do you feel the same?

Are we meant to be?

Why do I miss you so much when I don't see you?

Is it because that what we have can't be broken?

Whatever it is, it's about you and me.
I think we where meant to be.
I'm in love with you.




Words by Miss unknown
Read 885 times
Written on 2006-04-26 at 17:20

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