My Diary

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Although you have gone and the day is now through, I look out the window and my thoughts race back to you. It seems so far i've wandered and stumble without you! Yet my love for you remains, its true. "I know that we are 200000 miles away from each other, but the feelings in my heart for you will never change, even if you go farther than that. You will be in my heart forever." don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back  I never thought I could feel this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it You are a sun was here without any sky to fill You are a rose without ground did grow and in the space with the cent high did yell You are some nice words into my heart deeply I felt Why this life are so painful I am asking I wish anyone can tell "love is something you cant take from me , but its only my gift to you" The thought is a bird of space, in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly A song If you could read my mind, love... what a tale my thoughts could tell...just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing-well In a castle dark, or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet You know that ghost is me And I will never be set free as long as I'm a ghost you can't see If I could read your mind love... what a tale your thoughts could tell... just like a paperback novel the kind the drugstore sells When you reach the part where the heartaches come the hero would be me the hero often fails and you won't read that book again, because the ending is just too hard to take I walk away like a movie star who gets burned in a 3 way script enter.. number 2 a movie queen to play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me but for now , Love, let's be real I never thought I could act this way and i've got to say that I just don't get it I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back if you could read my mind Love, what a tale my thoughts could tell... just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well in a castle dark or a fortress strong, with chains upon my feet... the story always ends.  If you could read between the lines you'll know that I am just trying to understand the feeling that you lack