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crizzyy@bs.com ♥
Tuesday, December 11, 2007 ♥
Last footprint@10:38 AM

I live,
I love...


I Miss You Means

when i say i miss you it means:

i miss talking to you...
i miss your laugh...
i miss staring at your eyes..
i miss our late night conversations..
i miss the way you tickle me...
i miss the way i laugh when i'm with you...
i miss the way i smile when i see you...
i miss how my heart skips a bit every time you come near me...
i miss those hugs which never fails to make me feel safe...
i miss those kisses which always reminds me that life is so beautiful with you...
i miss the way you look at me...
i miss those hands of yours which i used and still wanted to hold on to...
i miss those long walks that we used to do...
i miss your smell...
i miss your smile...
i miss your voice...
i miss the way you played with my hair...
i miss how you look when you're sleeping...
i miss the way you make me feel every time you tell me you love me...
i miss the way you look every time i tell you how much i love you...
i miss those morning kisses that we used to share...
i miss those goodnight kisses...
i miss the feeling of lying next to you...
i miss the feeling of being the only girl you love....
i miss going to the beach with you...
i miss being with you....
i miss those times where were louder than love...
i miss the days when we were two young persons filled with joy...
i miss the days when when our faith was so strong that nothing could come between us and nothing could go wrong....

i miss you....i miss us...

i love you....

♥ Loved, crizzy


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