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Estevan

The love of my life. Gentle. Fun-loving. Trustworthy. He cares about me, someone, actually CARES about ME... Long black hair. Dark skin. Big brown eyes. And a heart that could never die. The love of my life. Has never once made me cry. And when I am sad, he always tries, to turn my frown upsidedown. And he never, ever, fails... But the only problem, is... He is the love of my life. And it pains me to see, how he bleeds inside... Such dreadful things that he must suffer. He is the love of my life. So I try and try. To keep his soul alive. It is an immense tragedy to me that my wonderful romeo, cannot be healed. So I do the only thing I can. I hold on to him, no matter how much he wants me to leave. And I let him be there for me, because it takes everything off his mind. I can't believe how much he has been through. When he's sad all I can say to him is, You love me... and I LOVE YOU!!! He truly is the love of my life...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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