Before I met you,
my soul was lost,
It floated in my aura like it was a lost soul.
When I looked at him and asked him,
what's wrong...
He said,
I'm lonely,
I'm broken,
and I'm lost...
Then one day,
we found you,
we started talking and talking
The soul,
who was lost,
started reading a line or 2 once a while,
And before he knew it,
he was getting stronger again,
He felt less lonely again while he was reading...
And he didn't feel lost anymore,
cause he had a goal...
That goal was,
to convince his body that he's in love...
So he went to the heart,
made it warmer...
He went to the tummy,
made it tickle...
Went to the brain and made it think...
The brain knew he was right,
That the soul indeed was in love
And that the soul was more stable
then ever before...
That he had recovered from big wounds
and scratches,
that he was comming over his bigest fear...
That's the moment we met you...
Auteur: Atyana | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 20 november 2005 | ||
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