In everyones Life there comes a Time...
Of Self Realization
Love takes Time
One thing i Lack
Not time But Love
Its not that i Don't Kare
Its not that i Won't B there
i jus never Understood, What it Ment
i Finally Realize I am EMPTY
After all this TIME
The Love i Search 4
Is really my own
If i can't Love Myself
How can i Love YOU
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Sad piece Denise. God I used to feel that way...truly I did. Then you meet the one, and almost overnight you forget this person you used to be until it is just a distant memory, like a bad dream you can no longer remember. Trust me you will feel differently in the future. Thanks for the memory jog though. Craig.