I am not completely sure of what love is supposed to be,
Is it a chore, when the girl suffers to do all the work, desperate
For his attention and hungry at his emotional conformation of
Loving her all the same. Surely, he must see her, appreciate her
And accept her, thats why she's so thankful for Blackberry Messeneger .
It is the only essence where both our hearts are given the opportunity
To connect, reflect and decide, true feelings and thoughts refuse to be pushed aside.
I did consider him somewhat like a brother, when i first messaged him,
But as I gaze, losing myself deeply in his picture,
He is now a sacred lover
Oh the excitement that breathes upon my face, and the hot fire freshening my heart
As I realise the power In an unspoken word, and hidden respect,
We are not really that far apart, from those unforgettable monents
When I discover another one of his text messages attacking my phone,
Im glad to know Im never alone.
Its a little funny actually, just like a mother undertand the needs of baby,
So I understand the needs of him who cannot be named
Because inside both of us is a deep longing,
Emptiness ready to be filled,
Two hearts broken but connected,
By LOVE, we are healed.