Friday, August 11, 2006

Think of Me.

Think of Me.

When you hear Wonderwall,
I hope you think the front seat of my car
and the way you couldn't stop smiling
when you looked into my eyes.
When you think Breathe,
I hope you think of me
singing my heart out in the only way I could,
the only way I found to let you in.
When you hear a love song,
I hope you think of me.

1 comment:

Tim said...

nice ending