Close but yet so far from the innocence of my heart,
Bear with all the pain for which is powerful.
Right beside me I have but one special something,
Time is what gives you what is absolutely in need.
I dread having the thoughts about a broken heart,
For which there is only one way from it to break.
Love is the only thing that counts in life towards all,
People are the things that connect with theses special bonds.
Life in meaningful even though some speak meaningless,
Because nothing is certain all can head in your direction.
The places that we go the people we meet, the things we see,
Will always change in that sense of mind spent with another.
All that is said is not always to be meant in that way,
The feeling and anxiety of the moment peruses it all. i'm just a kind of flirt and love having fun with somebody who can.  

sweet and gentle and a funny person that you would not be bored...  

i hate rude,boredom and beggars!!!!!! pretender...