Treasure Island

Shaneka Taylor

(9/16/93 / New Orleans, La)

I Love My Man


The agony of not being with him
The pain of not feeling his touch
But just to hear his voice when he calls is something to me
His love I can feel in my heart
If happy or sad
He makes my day brighter
I may not know his face
But I can feel his smile
I can feel his heart
Everyday it gets better and better
He's always making my laugh
His smooth voice
His crazy laugh
He is truely somethign special
Sometimes I think of him as my best friend
What else can I say about him
I've been alone all this time and I finally found him

TO MY BAE! ! !
ILOVE YOU! ! !

Submitted: Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Edited: Sunday, August 29, 2010

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