Sometimes I get to wondering,
Whether I still love you at all,
Or whether you still love me.
I wonder whether I'd be better off,
Reneging my responsibility,
And going of to have some fun.
Then I stop wondering and start thinking,
Of what life would be without you,
And I know I wouldn't live another day,
And then I know I love you still.
Posted: 2007-06-22 10:15:49