I dared to open the scrapbook,
Only a day away before three years.
As soon as I saw the first picture it all came back. For that moment in time I felt the blood rushing through my veins. Your hands were on me once again, I felt your love. As I turned the pages I saw that for two years we were happy. I wanted you forever in my arms. Now I'm at the last page, a page filled with so many emotions. Only three of us know what we turned out to be. You, me, and this last blank page.
[This message has been edited by miriam (edited 09-06-99).]