Roxy Fortunes Dream's blog: "Deep Thoughts"

Its cold here in the city It always seems that way And Ive been thinking about you almost everyday Thinking about the good times Thinking about the rain Thinking about how bad it feels alone again Im sorry for the way things are in china Im sorry things aint what they used to be But more than anything else Im sorry for myself cause youre not here with me Our friends ask all about you I say youre doing fine And I expect to hear from you almost anytime But they all know Im crying I cant sleep at night They all know Im dying down deep inside Im sorry fro all the lies I told you Im sorry for the things I didnt say But more than anything else Im sorry for myself I cant believe you went away Im sorry if I took some things for granted Im sorry for the chains I put on you But more than anything else Im sorry for myself For living without you

Its the kind of love that happens only in fairytales. The kind of love you never thought could ever be felt by any human nor spirit. The kind of Love which words cannot explain... An overwhelming sensation that rocks you with such energy and such enthusiasm...unrecognizable. The only emotion you can use to explain it with are tears of happiness and pure joy. The kind of love, where if I had the choice between winning the lottery or being cradeled in his arms, Id gladly go to his arms. I'd stay forever. The kind of love that can split rivers and move mountains with the wave of a hand or a kick of a foot. Such words cant be explained...it goes so much deeper than I have mentioned... And I love Him.