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Array ( [sid] => 39993 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Countless [time] => 2004-03-24 00:46:29 [hometext] => This is one of my favorites that I've written... [bodytext] => Why is it I cry when I want to get over you so badly deep down in the depths my heart?

Why is it I talk when I want to be silent, and forever just be in thought unless I'm with you?

Why is it I can convince myself that I'm done with you, I don't love you, but then yet the moment I see your face, glistening with laughter no matter what the day, I fall right back into love?

How many nights do I go to bed with tears swelled up in my deep eyes, and fall to sleep with them as well?
How many dreams do I have that we are forever together, hand in hand, love in love?

I cannot answer any of these questions, and neither can my soul, all of these answers lie within you.
You, though, are out of reach in my eyes, and in my arms.

You stay with your family, and I stay with mine, but my heart just keeps drawing closer and closer to you no matter how far we are apart.

Each day I wake up, immediately thinking I hear your voice, I see you face, I feel your touch, but then I realize that I do not. Each afternoon that passes I sit in class pondering my thoughts, sorting them out, but in the end, each time the bell rings I think of you. Each night I cry for numerous times, and fall asleep with you on my mind, thinking of what this time my dreams will find to consume me during midnight's time.

How much do I love him, people do ask. For this I have no words for, because there are none that can fit this question.

As a friend once told me that had been told to her, "I was looking up at the stars one night, and I began naming everything I love about you, but then I ran out of stars."

There isn't enough stars in the sky tonight that could tell how much I love you. Each time I think about you a million stars are added into my star count. But then again, there's not enough sky for that many stars, but there is in my heart.
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Countless

Contributed by Septy7 on Wednesday, 24th March 2004 @ 12:46:29 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Why is it I cry when I want to get over you so badly deep down in the depths my heart?

Why is it I talk when I want to be silent, and forever just be in thought unless I'm with you?

Why is it I can convince myself that I'm done with you, I don't love you, but then yet the moment I see your face, glistening with laughter no matter what the day, I fall right back into love?

How many nights do I go to bed with tears swelled up in my deep eyes, and fall to sleep with them as well?
How many dreams do I have that we are forever together, hand in hand, love in love?

I cannot answer any of these questions, and neither can my soul, all of these answers lie within you.
You, though, are out of reach in my eyes, and in my arms.

You stay with your family, and I stay with mine, but my heart just keeps drawing closer and closer to you no matter how far we are apart.

Each day I wake up, immediately thinking I hear your voice, I see you face, I feel your touch, but then I realize that I do not. Each afternoon that passes I sit in class pondering my thoughts, sorting them out, but in the end, each time the bell rings I think of you. Each night I cry for numerous times, and fall asleep with you on my mind, thinking of what this time my dreams will find to consume me during midnight's time.

How much do I love him, people do ask. For this I have no words for, because there are none that can fit this question.

As a friend once told me that had been told to her, "I was looking up at the stars one night, and I began naming everything I love about you, but then I ran out of stars."

There isn't enough stars in the sky tonight that could tell how much I love you. Each time I think about you a million stars are added into my star count. But then again, there's not enough sky for that many stars, but there is in my heart.




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Re: Countless (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 24th March 2004 @ 01:01:59 AM AEST
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4 letters B.R.E.T. i know you WAY to well sick sick little moo cow love you sissy love ya meg




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