I didn't mean to worry you.
That's the last thing I'd want.
Perhaps I'd like some jealousy,
But certainly not concern.

I cannot honestly say
That your concerns are not valid.
In all truthfulness, though,
And with certainty,
I can say that I know your concerns
Will be baseless a few months.

You know the source
Of most of my issues,
And of most of your concerns for me.
I swear, I'll be better
Once I'm free of that instigator.

What I do want is for you to know:
I love you.
You are my one true love,
My world, my happiness,
My better half, and
I would do anything for you.
I want nothing more than to be with you
And I can think of nothing I wouldn't give
To always be the only one you want.
I don't ever want to harm you.
But, for God's sake,
I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU!
It will be torture
These next few years,
Especially if we seek
Certification in advanced topics.
I can't think of anything I'd want more, though.
Whatever pain I might face, I could confront without fear,
If I know that you want me.
If I know that you're mine.
I will ALWAYS be yours, no matter what.
No matter what happens.
If you discover that I'm not the one you want,
If you find someone else,
I will still be yours.
My heart is entirely yours alone.
I'm yours alone, entirely, for all time.

Unknown "Perfection" Loving - 16 years, 10 months, 16 days ago

Cute, creepy song I found...
Verse 1:
A little bisque doll and a little rag doll /
And a dolly imported from France /
Were sitting one day on the shelf of the store /
With a doll that could wind up and dance /
When all of a sudden, the shopkeeper heard /
A scream that rang out thro' the store /
And this was the plaint of the little bisque doll /
That made such an awful uproar
Chorus:
I've got a pain in my sawdust /
That's what's the matter with me /
Something is wrong with my little inside/
I'm just as sick as can be /
Don't let me faint, someone get me a fan /
Someone else run for the medicine man /
Ev'ryone hurry as fast as you can /
I've got a pain in my sawdust
Verse 2:
They took her away in a hospital van /
And the whole town was filled with the blues /
For ev'ryone thought it was quite an odd thing /
And the papers all printed the news /
The surgeons looked wise and they all shook their heads /
And asked her just where she was sick /
"I think it's 'appendi-sawdust'!", she exclaimed /
"And won't you please do something quick?"
Chorus:
I've got a pain in my sawdust /
That's what's the matter with me /
Something is wrong with my little inside/
I'm just as sick as can be /
Don't let me faint, someone get me a fan /
Someone else run for the medicine man /
Ev'ryone hurry as fast as you can /
I've got a pain in my sawdust
Verse 3:
Oh, sad was the day for the little bisque doll /
For they cut all her stitches away /
And looked for the seat of the terrible ache /
"'Twas a delicate task," they all say /
For none of the surgeons had ever before /
Performed on a dolly's inside /
They tried to re-stuff her but didn't know how /
And this was her wail as she died
Chorus:
I've got a pain in my sawdust /
That's what's the matter with me /
Something is wrong with my little inside/
I'm just as sick as can be /
Don't let me faint, someone get me a fan /
Someone else run for the medicine man /
Ev'ryone hurry as fast as you can /
I've got a pain in my sawdust
(x3)
"Funeral March" bridge
Sung:
She had a pain in her sawdust.

Unknown "Perfection" Loving - 16 years, 10 months, 16 days ago