Treasure Island

Jennifer Rondeau

(03/16/90 / Seoul)

My Everything


He is my everything,
My world, my heart,
Where my heart lays,
It stays with him and forever it stays,
When he is away I miss him a lot,
He is my better half,
I will always love him till death do me apart,
My wishes are just to be with him and hope he is safe and that my love will keep him a live,
He is in my thoughts,
He's the one why I don't cut,
My everything,
MY world,
Hope he feels the same way as I do,
I will always love him no matter what happens to me,
I will always care for him and try my best to love him,
He is my everything,
My world, My heart, and My soul.

Submitted: Thursday, September 07, 2006
Edited: Friday, September 03, 2010

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