Saturday, 16 April 2011

Who You Are?

When You wear those faded Blue Jeans,
Or that Black Jacket of Yours,
All the girls stare.
But inside I know,
They do not Love You for who You are,
But what You are.
For I love You all the time,
Not just in Your Jeans,
Or Your Jacket.
And You Love who I am too.