Love iz pure of crap..

Annother boring day...Yawn..Duno why i post this 4 no reason. "Do u love me?" the emo said in depression. "I don't know.." lame replied. "For thou, i had written a poem..." Loves memory has traced our outline in this place. But will the spider remember, or the sun? Did the water capture our faces in permanence? Does the wind create us anew as it blows? Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them? Our secret been revealed. Yet I have told no other. I write these words in silence, in mute testimony To what once was. But our image remains alive in this place. It can not be removed. You, me, We then,Were here. We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow. We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise. We were not liars, But thieves of time. For now time has now forgotten us,Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers this place that was ours. Yet,love iz da most common thing in da emo world. They say, "Who cares, u lost and thats all.." Love iz like that..Funny thing is, some girls will ignore you...well, always, unless ur charming.. May the love of emo be in ur world..