Won't you share my world??

'I lay in bed.  Closing my eyes.  Trying to drift asleep.  But deep down inside, I realise the truth.  I sigh and finally open my eyes to think about her.  I picture her beautiful hair.  I imagine smelling her heart-warming fragrance.  I remember her gentle touch.  There is no denying.  I can't stop thinking about her.  Although she's in a different world to mine, although she's beautiful and I'm not, I miss her deeply.  Suppressing the feelings is a struggle.  I tried living the life of denial.  But it's no use.  The truth always comes through the door, no matter how hard I try to shut it.  If I had a chance to turn back time, I'd hold her hand gently and kiss it.  Then ask her the question I never had the chance to ask.  I wouldn't care for her response.  I'd just let her know that there was a fool who'd be honoured to share his world with the girl he loved.'                                                                        Written by Linc                                                        Inspired by 'Share my world - Pinay'

I hope you liked my little story.  And any of you who secretly like someone, don't let it be all bottled up inside.  Tell that person that you like him/her.  Because you only live once.  And if you care too much for your reputation, you obviously need 'face' more than that special someone.                                                                                                 - Linc

'I gave you all the love I had and gladly give you more love has found a way for us to walk right through the door an everlasting love was made for you and me and its reality can't you see?'

'You placed the seed of love in me and made it grow each day and now it blooms a fruit of love for you and if you really love me as the way that I love you won't you please share my world.'

'I sit on this cold, damp seat.  Waiting for her patiently.  The winter snow is relentless.  I shiver in agony.  Yet I wait.  I wait for her to come and sit beside me.   I wait for the essential warmth she'll provide me with.  Seasons will change, but my heart won't.  Without her, I'll be a cold and lonely fool - no matter where I sit.  As long as my heart is beating, I will be sitting here.  Waiting.  Waiting patiently for her to share my world with.'                                                                                                        Written by Linc