1-24-05
12:19 am
You asked me why I always look so sad when I am with you. This is the best answer I can give you.
You make my soul happy.
You me feel like I can do anything.
You are such an amazing person with such class,
sophistication, style, intellegence, grace, personality,
and beauty.
When I am with you I feel that just by standing next to you
people look at me as if I were just a little bit smarter.
Just a little bit more handsome for having such a fine woman
on my arm.
It absolutly amazes me how you can make me feel with just the
touch of your hand on my skin.
The sensation of your lips to mine makes me weak in the knees.
The mere pressence of you puts my heart in my throat and my
stomach in knots.
And apperntly makes my hands shake too.
So after explaining all the good that I feel when I am with
you.
Explaining the sadness is actually easy.
The sadness is simply this.
No matter how natural my kiss is to you.
No matter how well we fit together.
No matter how much I make your heart happy.
No matter how my presence makes you feel.
You will always get in your car and go home to her.