sam bloom


Baby I love you so much


I finally realize that i wasnt living in a dream and you were just so real
i finally realize i dont have to pretend that you ruled my heart
Baby you completed me and now am not lost, no longer afraid. you shined my life made it so bright..
i never felt this way before and honesty thats for sure
and lately i seem to find that you're alwayz on my mind.
my love to you is so pure, my heart beats so loud, you give me butterflies..
your love gotten me so addicted to you
your my fairytales, my soulmate, my everything..
god your so adorible...
your love is living in my soul..
you touched me, you made me completely out of my mind
Baby i wanna keep you mine for now and for rest of my life.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 11, 2009

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