Sunday, May 01, 2005

The beauty of anticipation

I don't want this romance to be the stuff of generic love songs.
And I don't want you to make me promises;
I have had too many tears shed over broken ones.
I don't want you to try to win my love,
this is no game, and my love is given without thought of merit or virtue.
I ask for honesty in all things,
and for you to listen.
I would always give the same to you.
I want to share your joys
and help you bear your sorrows,
if you would do the same for me.
I want to know you and be known by you.
I wish to laugh and smile with you.
Another line,
and this just might become
one of those generic love songs.

1 comment:

*your secret lover* said...

Sara! I Love you!!!!! (i broke through the bathroom doors!!* :) see u sunday!!!