DoubleU19 Jun 2005

>>all you need to remember is that all I need is you<<
What about air? Food, water? Toiletpaper, clean bedclothes, dental care, money to pay the rent? If you are all HE needs he'll take care of that, of course.

True love is a fallacy. And usually the gilding rubs away rather quick. But perhaps I'm a grouch. You know, the kind that spoils teenage parties.

I know everyone has to start sometime and somewhere, but I so hate the mentality behind poems like this one. Your marital life is going to be a huge bore, sweetie. Like millions of others.