I never forgot
I never stopped loving
I tried to let the feeling go
It was the hardest thing i'd ever done
I have been unsuccessful time after time
Not a day goes by that I don't think of her
Holding her, caressing her, kissing her, making love to her
She is my cleopatra and I am but a servant to the thing we call love
It is mankinds weakness but also our strenght
It is our oxymoroun for it is pleasue in being pained and vice versa
Its funny how something that can not be held, grabbed, kicked punched or kissed can have so much meaning in this world that it can drive a man insane, start and create that of what i long for
A word that strong should be banned, illegal
It should be erased from history as if it has never existed
It should be labeled cursing for a man in love is a man cursed
It is a pleague but like all diesaes
It fades, disappears, goes away, but only to return agian
It is everlasting...L.O.V.E