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[title] => And Thats When....
[time] => 2011-01-18 15:10:42
[hometext] => Posted this poem again. It was taken down... ;( But It's basically how much i love my digestive biscuit ;)
[bodytext] => It’s when we roll on the trampoline and you tackle me to the ground it’s when you pin me to the bed and tickle me useless its when I laugh so hard I cry it’s when you laugh so hard the tears run down your beautiful cheeks its when I jump up onto you and you catch me in your arms so strong its when you hug me and swear you will never let me go its when you gently touch me sometimes and send shivers all around me its when you randomly kiss my cheek and I’m happily surprise its when we just look at each other and smile, just because we are happy its when you give me that cheeky look and I become suspicious, but I’m still smiling its when I sit alone and cry because you lied its when I clutch the blade in the hand and squeeze it for relief its when you tell me your sorry, you’re so sorry over and over its when I’m so angry, but I’m so sad its when we row and you storm to the other side of the room its when we both look round and veer toward each other its when we stay standing and hug and promise again never to let each other go its when everything is fine again, because we are that strong its when you call me a midget gem and a pumpkin and all those cute names its when I buckle on the floor with what a wimp you are its when I bury myself into you its when I steal you jackets and t-shirts and run about wearing them its when you call me cute and laugh at how big they look on me its when you kiss me right on the top of my head, and tell me how beautiful I am its when we part for mere hours and I clutch your jacket as if it were my lifeline its when I stare into pictures of you, and remember how handsome you are, as if I could forget its when we meet back up again and embrace each other in a hug with meaning its when you know exactly how im feeling its when I know how your feeling too its when you know I need to be held it when I know all you need’s a hug its when you tell me you love me. it’s when I tell you I love you. And that’s when I’m in love with you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 2 [informant] => CommasCanSeperate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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