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why cant you see
you and me for eternity
please dont go i need you so
i love the way how you make me feel okay
you are the love of my life
i want you here,right here by my side
ive dreamed every day of this beautiful sight
of me and you the love of my life
my heart is filled with melancholy
because your not here not here by me
why do you make me suffer
with this emotional malady
you are the love of my life
i want you here right here by my side
ive dreamed every day of this beautiful sight
of me and you the love of my life
you cant see you and me for eternity
why'd you go i do not know
but i need you desperatly so!
you are the love of my life
i want you here,right here by my side
ive dremaed every day of this beautiful sight
of me and you the love of my life

------
alyssa cortijo



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The following comments are for "the love of my life"
by ukkonox09

i can relate
wow...I felt this way with a guy I met. I thought we were going to always be together. He was my first real boyfriend, and he had many girlfriends before. He told one of his friends that he had never met a girl as amazing as me. She then told that to me. He wanted me to french kiss him and lay down beside him watching a movie. I said, "NO WAY!" because I don't believe in having sex before marriage. He said, we wouldn't be doing that at all, it's just a sign of affection, not sex. I still didn't want to play with fire (do you know what I mean). Any ways, he wouldn't let me off the hook....everytime we talked, he asked me what I thougth was so wrong with that. So I finally kissed him (no tounge), and I layed down beside him....he didn't pull any fast ones on me...and thank goodness it was all innocent, and he didn't take anything away from me...no I him. So, I thought every thing was good. And we loved each other. Then he asked me to french him...he kept wanting me to go father with him, and I thought that would soon end up in bed...before marriage. I said no. He told me that he would be patient with me, since I've never really had a boyfriend before. Then we were really bussy, and we hadn't seen each other for three weeks. When we talked for the first time after three weeks, he said, we need to talk. And I said, "ok" He said, you know, you will never go far with me, and I don't think we are going to work out. ukkonox09....he dumped me. All these sorrowful thoughts filled my head. I am now looking for anything and everything to read about how I am feeling....just for the pitty I guess. Well, you're poem is beautiful to me, because I totally can relate. Wow, thank you for your honesty in this piece of literature! Honesty is hard, but very beautiful to all. You have no idea how much you have done by posting "the love of my life" on this site...thank you.

( Posted by: bloodyw [Member] On: March 25, 2004 )

the love of my life
Alyssa..
Your poem is a melody …that’s what I felt during the read….
But I wonder if that was coming up from a real experience or you just write from your imagination…
It would be nice if it was true..but…
Why should your love goes away then,,,I hope he wont…
I really enjoyed it….

Regards,,
Fairgrace

( Posted by: fairgrace [Member] On: April 12, 2004 )





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