Maybe we will meet again, maybe in 5 years our paths would cross again. I will look you in those pretty brown eyes of yours and tell you how deeply inlove I was with you. I am like the ocean..Oh yes so deep, and full of unnoticed things that people hardly seem to take notice on. Although people only see my surface, that's what they judge me on. You fell inlove with my appealing flowers.. Unfortunatly not the roots so when Spring came you did not know what to do..
