The things that people in love
do to each other they remember,
and if they stay together
it's not because they forget,
it's because they forgive.
Being in love with him
is what makes
working all week bearable.
It makes cruising with
my windows rolled down
feel like I'm riding in a convertible.
It makes me dance to the rythm
of the copy machine
and makes Friday night
really feel like THE WEEKEND
It's not just the physical attraction,
I love him for every single thing he is.
Every word he says,
every step he takes.
This is something that will never die.
I have tried to stay reasonable with this,
but I just can't anymore.
I just can't
One night, the moon said to me,
'If he makes you cry,
why don't you leave him?'
I looked at the moon and said,
'Moon, would you ever leave your sky?