The Ghosts of my past.

November 26th, 2008-To Be True

Let’s make a contract.

You are mine.

And I am yours.

No fighting.

No disagreeing.

No screaming.

Kiss me in the rain.

Kiss me in the sun.

Kiss me under the stars.

Put your arm around me,

Hug me closer.

Kiss my forehead,

And tell me that you love me.

All the time.

Don’t let me forget.

Why I love you.

Protect me.

Depend on me.

The only thing is;

It’s too good.

To be true.