herheart_is_myheart cliche litterally. and when it itches or scabs, i think about her. when i undress at nite, i think about her. when i look in the mirror after my shower, i think about her. when i adjust my bra during the day, i think about her. now, for the rest of my life, i will have a physical way to think about her when she is not near. i am in love. and the permanant reminder of how it feels, is somthing i will never regret. because at my lowest of lows, i will always be able to remember how it felt/feels to be truley loved and how to love in return. my heart, is also, her heart. it works both ways. together we are whole. 060915 what's it to you? who go blather from