Comments about Gina Borrebach
the Cherished One
To my love ridden,
If I do not write as much as I used to before,
If my calls are not as often, as they were before,
If when you look for me, I’m there no more.
Don't worry thinking, I might care no more,
For you would be mistaken.
It's just that what I feel for you, overwhelms me so,
That I don’t know what to do about myself, therefore,