I am missing out on seeing you in the morning I am missing out on holding your hand, I am missing out on your touch, hearing your voice, seeing your smile. I long for you, but I know, I can never have you. Remind me again Why it's worth it?
Tulip...If I knew the answer to that question, I would probably be writing books on the subject and selling them for a living and living in Beverly Hills....the person who figures love out is going to make a mint! Ruth
------------------ "Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald