Jessaca's blog: "My Life, My World"

You may be with her,
Until death do you part,
But that doesn't stop me,
From thinking about you,
And from dreaming about you.

Dreaming of knowing your touch,
Dreaming of knowing your kisses,
And thinking if you are ever thinking of me,
When you are with her,
Or when you are not.

It may not be fair of me to ask,
But I wanna know,
Your every thought,
And your every dream.

Won't you tell me,
Even though it is death do you part.