my heart is locked in a box gathering dust,
burried in a pile in the attic,
it has been gone for a long long time,
but i still hear it beating,
but when i looked into your eyes the heart skipped a beat and i lost my rythm,
beneath all the cobwebs and dust, it is still there
love has been drawn out of it and now it is time for love to be pumped back in,
when i am with u and my heart skipps that beat, i know that it is comming back to life,
that heart in the box is a gift for you,
open it gently and let it see light,
be carefull for time has made it delicate and fragile,
it is broken but in midst of being fixed jsut hold it in your arms,
now after the darkness falls and my heart is now alive,
i feel the love and passion that you have pumped inside,
now place my heart back in my chest for the scars have healed,
now you are the Queen of my heart and love you have weild,
i send you paper flowers and little notes for the kind you have done,
you borought me life, love, and what ive brought is none,
but you see behind these flaws of mine to a world that everyone has left behind,
you look beyone my mistakes and see the trueness of my being,
you are beauty at its truest a sea of wonderful doing
you close the door of my heart after your warmth is gone, till you return my love is yours,
but you were never really gone,
i'm not another doll on your bed i am not a trophy,
you see right through my layers and see the good inside,
when i try to speak only 3 words come out and thats all i can say,
but those 3 words are so very true,
i truely mean it when i say
I Love you